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IMITATED 

IN THE LAxVGUAGE OF THE NEW TESTAMENT 

AND APPLIED TO 

THE CHRISTIAN USE AND WORSHIP. 

BY C WATTS, D.D. 



A NEW EDITION, 

WmcU THE PSALMS OMITTTD BY DR. WATTS ARE VERSlEIEr, 
PASSAGES ARE ALTERED, AND A NT7MBER OF PSALMS 
ARE VERSIFIED ANEW IN PROPER METRES, 

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TIMOTHY D WIGHT, D. D. 

PRESIDENT OF TALE COLLEGE. 
At the Rscu'est of 
THE GENERAL ASSOCIATION OF CONNECTICUT 



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A SELECTION OF HYMNS 



TO THE PSALMS IS ADDED ^ 



NEW-YORK: J 

PUBLISHED BY JOEIf L. TIFFANY, m EROJDJTJV,. 
T. Seymour, Printer. 

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ITCT-HEREAS the Rev. Dr. DwiglK was requested by ihe 
W General Association of the state of Connecticut, that met 
on the third Tuesday of June, in the year of our Lord 1797, 
?o revise Dr. WaJs imitation of the Psalms of Dav.d, so as 
to accontmodate them to the state of American churches ■ 
and to supply the deficiency of those psalms .which Dr. WaUs 
I ^ 11 tted • And having undertaken this service, and made 
s^ch aT^ ationfand additions, gave notice "-reof to the Asso- 
such a"<^'-' meetina in the year 17fl9 ; and the Association 
th adX a.^^ t'- General Assembly 

of ,t Presbyterian Church in the United States m this import 
^nt business - the subscribers were appointed by the abo^e 
ant busines , I ^ueh alterations and additions ; 

LI' a^clrd i- y me' at Stamford, on the lO.h Cay of June, 
isnn and havin. carefully examined them, approve and re- 
ilmend safd ve'r sion, as tiis altered and amended, to the us, 
ofthechurches.^^ 

JohnSmalley, Asa Ihlhjer, J un. 

Cyprian SU^S, ^jrm^iUee. 
WE also"r:cor:nd to Dr. D^i^l^i, to select such hymns 
t ^ Dr Vara Dr. Doddridg., and others, and annex them 
I^Tis editi^'the psalms as^hal. furnish the chorees wun 
1 more extensive system of psa.mody. 

JohnRod^ers, ^'^''^ ■fT'^Tn„ 



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[L S.] t> the treaty si.KU| v ear tU llie ^^^^^^ depos.ted .n this office the 

Amer ca. the Rev Timotliy P^Maim^ as^nuthor, in tlie words foUovy .ng vi7. - 

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ADVERTISEMENT. 



AFTER fee American revolution, it became early the g-enerai wish 
of the churches and congregations in this country, that such pas- 
sages in Doctor Watts^s version of the psaltiis, as were local, and in- 
applicable to our own circumstances, might be altered, and made to ac- 
cord with those circumstances. In several succeeding instances, such 
an alteration has been made. The General Association of this state, 
however, thought proper, at their session in June, 1793, to request the 
subscriber to attempt the work anew. To this request they subjoined 
another ; viz. that he would versify the psalms omitted by Doctor 
Watts. At the same time, a number of the clergy and laity, of the 
first respectability, recommended, that an addition should be made to 
the number of psalms, versified by Doctor TVatis m proper metres^ for 
the purpose of preventing a too frequent repetition of thcm> in our wor- 
ship. They also recomm.ended, that a number of hymns should be 
annexed to the psalm-book, sufficient to complete a system of public 
psalmody. 

In May, 1798, a motion was made in the General Assembly of the 
Presbyterian Church for accomplishing the same general purpose ; but 
the General Assembly, being informed that the business had been taken 
up by the General Association, concluded to postpone any further 
measures relative to it, until they should see the issue of the measures 
adopted in Connecticut. After this work was completed, a joint com- 
mittee was appointed to examine, on behalf of both these ecclesiastical 
bodies, the state and character of the work, and finally to approve, or 
disapprove of it, as they should judge proper. Their decision the reader 
has already seen, ori a preceding page. 

With the requests and recommendations above mentioned I have en- 
deavoured to comply. Some account of what I have done is due to the 
Public. 

in making such alterations in Doctor W atis^s, version as respected 
objects merely local, I have in some instances applied the psalm or the 
passage to tlje church at large, or to christian nations generally ; and 
in others, particularly to our own country. The latter I have done, 
because every nation, like every individual, feeling its own concerns 
more than any other, \vill find various occasions of adapting its praise 
peculiarly to them. 

In altering such passages as were defective, cither in the language 
or the sentiment, I found two objects claiming my attention — the er- 
rors of the press and those of the writer. 

The reverence for Doctor Watts is in this country so great, that 1 
shall not be surprised to find myself charged with want of modesty, for 
suggesting that he was the subject of such errors Doctor Watts was 
a man of great eminence for learning, wisdom, and piety; and in use- 
fulness to mankind has had few equals. As a poet, in writing a flow- 
ing, happy stanza, familiar without vulgarism, and elevated without 
affectation or obscurity, he has, perhaps, never been excelled. The de- 
siga of evangelizing^ the psalms (if I may be allowed the expression) 



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was one of those happy thoug-lits which rarely occur, and will give his 
version a decided superiority over every other, as a vehicle for the 
praise of christians. Still he was not distinguished as a correct writer, 
and must undoubtedly be charged with some of the errors found in his 
psalm Book. A part of these only have I attempted to remove. I 
should have ventured further, had 1 not been originally cautioned to 
make no alterations except those which should appear to be either ab- 
solutely necessary or plainly important. In these alterations I have 
aimed to vary as httle as might be from my origical. 

As the editions of Dr. Watts'' psalms have been very numerous, both 
in Great Britain and America, man}^ typographical errors have crept 
into the modern copies of that work. These I have carefully endea- 
voured to correct. 

In versifying the psalms omitted by Dr. Watts, I have followed the 
free example which he has set. When the reader is informed, that 
Dr. Watts was discouraged from attempting these, I am persuaded thai 
he will not think the latitude which I have taken unwarrantable. 

In adding to the number of psalms, versified in several kinds of pro 
per metres, I have generally selected those which were of frequent use. 
As the design was to prevent the necessity of singing the existing 
psalms of this description too often, suck a selection became indispen- 
sable. { have not versified any in the metre of the old 50th, because 
of the incumbrance of the chorus ; nor any in that of the 113th, because 
I thouglit the number already sufficient. 

The hymns I have selected from various writers, with a design of 
extending and completing a system of psalmody. I do not flatter my- 
eelf that a divine song will be found here adapted to every religious 
subject ; yet, I hope, there will be no important deficiency. Had I 
followed my own judgment only, the collection would have been some- 
what larger; but I found several judicious divines of opinion, that it 
would be expedient to make it still less. To the hymns selected, I am 
persuaded, there will be no objection. 

It cannot, without weakness, be supposed, that what I have done 
will meet the universal approbation of those for whose use this psalm 
book is intended. The introduction of a psalm book into the use of 
churches, has ever been attended with difficulties. I have not satisfied 
myself ; it ought, therefore, not to be expected, that I should satisfy 
others, whose judgment must doubtless be more impartial, and less 
bia?sed in my favour, than my own. I can only say, that I have in- 
tended well. 

No doctrine will, I believe, be found in the book, which is not ac- 
cordant with the general Protestant Orthodoxy. In this part of the 
performance I presume, therefore, I shall not be extensively censured. 
With respect to the rest, I leave it in the hands of the public, with my 
sincere wish and earuest prayer to God, that it may please him to make 
it a mean of assisting the praise, and promoting the edification and 
T^omfort of my fellow christians. 

TIMOTHY DWIGHT. 

.N'^x-Haverij August 13, !800» 



THE 



PSALMS OF DAVID, 

BIITATED IN THE LANGUAGE OF THE NEW TESTAMENT, 
PSALM 1. C. M. 

The Way and End of the Righteous and the Wiekei. 

I J LEST is the man who shuns the place 
J Where sinners love to meet ; 
Who fears to tread their wicked ways. 
And hates the scoffer's seat : 

2 But in the statutes of the Lord 

Has plac'd his chief delight ; 
By day he reads or hears the word, 
And meditates by night. 

3 [He like a plant of generous kind 

By living waters set. 
Safe from the storms and blasting windj, 
Enjoys a peaceful state.] 

4 Green as the leaf^ and ever fair 

Shall his profession shine ; 
While fruits of holiness appear 
Like clusters on the vine. 

5 Not so the impious and unjust ; 

What vain designs they form ! 
Their hopes are blown away like dust^ 
Or chaff before the storm. 

6 Sinners in judgment shall not stand 

Among the sons of grace, 
When Christ the Judge at his right hand 
Appoints his saints a place. 

7 His eye beholds the path they tread^ 

His heart approves it well ; 
But crooked ways of sinners lead 
Down to the gates of helL 



6 PSALM 1. 

PSALM 1. S. M. 

The Saint happy, the Sinner miserable. 

THE man is ever blest^ 
Who shims the sinner's ways^ 
Among their councils never stands, 
Nor takes the scorner's place : 

2 But makes the law of God 

His stud}^ and delight. 
Amid the labours of the day, 
And watches of the night. 

3 He like a tree shall thrive, 

With waters near the root ; 
Fresh as the leaf his name shall live^, 
His works are heavenly fruit. 

4 Not so th' ungodly race, 

' They no such blessings find : 
Their hopes shall flee like empty chafF 
Before the driving wind. 

5 How will they bear to stand 

Before that judgment seat, 
Wher'^ all the saints at Christ's right hand 
In full assemblv meet ? 

6 He know\s, and he approves, 

The way the righteous go : 
But sinners and their works shall meet 
A dreadful overthrow. 

PSALM 1. L. M. 

The dife-ence btiween the Righteous a>:o the Wicked. 

HAPPY the man whose cautious feet 
Shun the broad way that sinners go ; 
Who hates the place where atheists meet. 
And fears to talk as scolfers do. 
2 He loves t' employ his morning light 
Among the statutes of the Lord ; 
And spends the wakeful hours of night, 
With pleasure pond'ring o'er his word 



PSALM 2. 



3 like a plant by gentle streams^ 
Shall flourish in immortal green ; 

And heaven will shine with kindest beams,^ 
On every work his hands begin. 

4 But sinners find their counsels crossed ; 
As chaff before the tempest flies. 

So shall their hopes be blown and lost, 
When the last trumpet shakes the skieis. 

5 In vain the rebel seeks to stand 
In judgment with the pious race ; 

The dreadful Judge, with stern command, 
Divides him to a different place. 

6 ^' Straight is the way mj saints have trod, 

I bless 'd the path, and drew it plain ; 
But you would choose the crooked road ; 
And down it leads to endless pain." 

PSALM 2, S. M. Acts iv. 24. &c, 

Christ Dying, Rising, Interceding and Reigning. 

AKER and sovereign Lord 
Of heaven, and earth and seas. 
Thy providence confirms thy word, 
And answers thy decrees. 

2 The things so long foretold 
By David, are fulfill'd ; 

When Jews and Gentiles join to ^lay 
Jesus, thy holy Child.] 

3 Why did the Gentiles rage, 
And Jews with one accord 

Bend all their counsels to destroy 
Th' Anointed of the Lord? 

4 Rulers and Kings agree 
To form a vain design ; 

Against the Lord their powers unite, 
Against his Christ they join. 




8 PSALM S. 

5 The Lord derides their rage, 

And will support his throne ; 
He that hath rais'd him from the dead; 
Hath own'd him for his Son. 

PAUSE. 

6 Now he's ascended high, 

And asks to rule the earth ; 
The merit of his blood he pleads, 
And pleads his heavenly birth. 

7 He asks, and God bestows 

A large inheritance ; 
Far as the world's remotest ends 
His kingdom shall advance. 

8 The nations that rebel 

Must feel his iron rod : 
He'll vindicate those honours well 
Which he receiv'd from God. 

9 [Be wise, ye rulers, now, 

And worship at his throne ; 
With trembling joy, ye people, bow 
To God's exalted Son. 

10 If once his wrath arise, 

Ye perish on the place ; 
Then blessed is the soul that flies 
For refuge to his grace.] 

]?SALM 2, c. M. 




HY did the nations join to slay 
The Lord's anointed Son ? 



Why did they cast his laws away, 
And tread his gospel down ? 

2 The Lord that sits above the skies. 
Derides their rage below, 
He speaks with vengeance in his eyes^ 
And strikes their spirits through. 



PSALM 2. # 

3 I call him my eternal Son^ 
" And raise him from the dead ; 

^' I make my holy hill his throne^ 
And wide his kingdom spread. 

4 Ask me, my Son, and then enjoy 
The utmost heathen lands ; 

" Thy rod of iron shall destroy 
" The rebel that v\ithstands/* 

5 Be wise, ye rulers of the earthy 
Obey th' anointed Lord ; 

Adore the King of heavenly birth, 
And tremble at his word. 

6 With humble love address his throne^ 
For if he frown, ye die : 

Those are secure, and those alone, 
Who on his grace rely. 

PSALM 2. L. M. 

ChrisVs Death, Resurrection, and Ascension. 

ITS^^HY did the Jews proclaim their rage? 
▼ ▼ The Romans why their swords employ ? 
Against the Lord their powers engage 
His dear Anointed to destroy ! 

2 "• Come, let us break his bands, they say^ 
" This man shall never give us laws 
And thus they cast his yoke away, 

And naird their Monarch to the cross. 

3 But God, who high in glory reigns. 
Laughs at their pride, their rage controls ; 
He'll vex their heart with inward pains. 
And speak in thunder to their souls. 

I 4 ^' I will maintain the King I made 
" On Zion's everlasting hill, 
" My hand shall bring him from the dead. 
And he shall stand your sovereign stilk'^ 



10 PSALM 3. 

5 [His wondrous rising from the earth 
Makes his eternal Godhead known : 
The Lord declares his heavenly birth, 
" This day have I begot my Son. 

6 Ascend, my Son, to my right hand, 
" There thou shalt ask, and I bestow 

The utmost bounds of heathen lands ; 
*^ To thee the northern isles shall bow/'] 

7 But nations that resist his grace 
Shall fall beneath his iron stroke ; 
His rod shall crush his foes with ease. 
As potter's earthern work is broke. 

PAUSE. 

8 Now ye that sit on earthly thrones, 

Be wise, and serve the Lord, the Lamb : 
Now at his feet submit your crowns, 
Rejoice and tremble at his name. 

9 With humble love address the Son, 
Lest he grow angry and ye die ; 

His wrath will burn to worlds unknown^ 
If ye provoke his jealousy. 

JO His storms shall drive you quick to hell.^ 
He is a God, arid ye but dust; 
Happy the souls that know him well, 
And make his grace their only trust 
PSALM 3. c. M. 

Doubts and Fenrs suppressed ; or, God our Defence from Sin and Satan. 

MY God, how many are my fears! 
How fast my foes increase ! 
Conspiring my eternal death, 
They break my present peace. 

2 The lying tempter would persuade 
There's no relief in heaven, 
And all my swelling sins appear 
Too big to be forgiven. 



i>SALM 3. 11 

8 But thou, my glory, and my strength, 
Shalt on the tempter tread, 
Shalt silence all my threatening guilty 
And raise my drooping head. 

4 [I cried, and from his holy hill 

He bow'd a listening ear; 
I call'd my Father, and my God, 
And he subdued my fear. 

5 He shed soft slumbers on mine eyes. 

In spite of all my foes ; 
I woke and wonder 'd at the grace 
That guarded my repose.] 

Q What though the hosts of death and hell 
All arm'd against me stood : 
Terrors no more shall shake my soul, 
My refuge is my God. 

7 Arise, O Lord, fulfil thy grace, 

While I thy glory sing; 
My God hath broke the serpent's teeth^ 
And death has lost his sting, 

8 Salvation to the Lord belongs, 

His arm alone can save ; 
Blessings attend thy people here,, 
And reach beyond the grave. 

PSALM 3. V, 1—5, 8. L. M. 

A Murning Psalm. 

OLORD how many are my foes, 
In this weak state of flesh and blood ! 
My peace they daily discompose, 
But my defence and hope is God. 
2 Tir'd with the burdens of the day, 
To thee I raised an evening cry ; 
Thou heard'st when I began to pray^ • 
And thme almighty help was nigh. 



12 PSALM 4. 

3 Supported by thy heavenly aid 

I laid me down and slept secure, 

Not death should make my heart afraid, 

Though I should wake and rise iio more. 

4 But God sustain'd me all the night ; 
Salvation doth to God belong 

He rais'd my head to see the light, 
And make his praise my morning song. 

PSALM 4. V. 1—3. 5—7. L. M. 

Heart'}-' nT Prat/er ; or, God our PortUni, and Christ our Hope. 

OGOD of grace and righteousness. 
Hear and attend when I complain : 
Thou hast enlarged me in distress, 
Bow down a gracious ear again. 

2 Ye sons of men, in vain ye try 
To turn my glory into shame ; 
How long will scoffers love to lie, 

And dare reproach my Saviour's name ? 

3 Know that the Lord divides his saints 
From all the tribes of men beside ; 
He hears the cry of penitents. 

For the dear sake of Christ that died. 

4 When our obedient hands have done 
A thousand works of righteousness, 
We put our trust in God alone, 
And glory in his pard'ning grace. 

5 Let the unthinking many say. 

Who will bestow some earthly good?" 
But, Lord, thy light and love we pray ; 
Our souls desire this heavenly food. 

6 Then shall my cheerful powers rejoice 
At grace and favours so divine. 

Nor will I change my happy choice 
For all their corn and all their mxie. 



PSALM 4, 5. 1$ 
PSALM 4. 1^. 3— 5. 8. C. M. 

An Evening Psalm. 

LORD, thou wilt hear me when I pray | 
I am for ever thine : 
I fear before thee all the day, 
Nor would I dare to sin. 

2 And while I rest my weary head 

From cares and business free, 
'Tis sweet conversing on my bed 
With my own heart and thee, 

3 I pay this evening sacrifice ; 

And when my work is done, 
Great God., my faith and hope relies 
Upon thy grace alone. 

4 Thus with my thoughts composed to peacCj 

111 give mine eyes to sleep ; 
Thy hand in safety keeps my days, 
And will my slumbers keep. 

PSALM 5. CM. 

For the Lords Day Morning. 

LORD, in the morning thou shalt hear 
My voice ascending nigh ; 
To thee will I direct my prayer, 
To thee lift up mine eye. 

2 Up to the hills where Christ is gone 

To plead for all his saints, 
Presenting at his Father's throne 
Our songs and our complaints. 

3 Thou art a God before whose sight 

The wicked shall not stand ; 
Sinners shall ne'er be thy delight, 
Nor dwell at thy right hand. 

4 Bat to thy house will I resort 

To taste thy mercies there ; 
I will frequent thy holy courts 
And worship in thy fear. 



14 PSALM 6. 

5 O may thy Spirit guide my feet 
In ways of righteousness ! 
Make every path of duty straight 
And plain before my face. 

PAUSE. 

S My watchful enemies combine 
To tempt my feet astray ; 
They flatter with a base design 
To make my soul their prey. 

7 Lord, crush the serpent of the dust^ 

And all his plots destroy ; 
While those that in thy mercy trust 
For ever shout for joy. 

8 The men that love and fear thy name 

Shall see their hopes fulfiU'd ; 
The mighty God will compass them 
With favour as a shield. 

PSALM 6. c. M. 

CoviplalpJ in Siek7iess : or. Diseases healed. 

IN anger, Lord, rebuke me not. 
Withdraw the dreadful storm ; 
Nor let thy fury grow so hot, 
Against a feeble worm. 
3 My souls bow'd down with heavy care^, | 
My flesh with pain opprest ; | 
My couch is witness to my tears, | 
My tears forbid my rest. 

3 Sorrow and pain wear out my days ; \ 

I waste the night with cries, ' 
Counting the minutes as they pass, 
Till the slow morning rise. 

4 Shall I be still afflicted more? 

Mine eyes consum'd with grief ? 
How long, my God, how long before 

Thy hand afibrds relief? ; 



PSALM 6. 15 

5 He hears when dust and ashes speak, 

He pities all our groans, 
He saves us for his mercy's sake. 
And heals our broken bones. 

6 The virtue of his sovereign word 

Restores our fainting breath ; 
For silent graves praise not the Lord^ 
Nor is he known in death. 

PSALM 6. L. M. 

Temptations in Sickness overcome. 

LORD, T can suffer thy rebukes, 
When thou with kindness dost chastise; 
But thy fierce wrath I cannot bear, 
O let it not against me rise ! 

2 Pity my languishing estate, 
And ease the sorrows that I feel ; 

The wounds thy heavy hand hath made^ 
O let thy gentler touches heal ! 

3 See how I pass my weary days, 

In sighs and groans ; and when 'tis night, 
My bed is water 'd with my tears ; 
My grief consumes, and dims my sight. 

4 Look how the powers of nature mourn ! 
How long. Almighty God, how long ? 
When shall thine hour of grace return ? 
When shall I make thy grace my song ? 

5 I feel my flesh so near the grave, 
My thoughts are tempted to despair ; 
But graves can never praise the Lord, 
For all is dust and silence there. 

6 Depart, ye tempters, from my soul^ 
And all despairing thoughts depart ; 
My God, who hears my humble moan, 
Will ease my flesh and cheer my heart. 



PSALM 7. 
PSALM 7. C. M. 

Gn<rs Care of his People, and Pvnishment of Pf^s tailor t. 

MY trust is in my heavenly friend. 
My hope in thee, my God ; 
Rise, and my helpless life defend 
From those that seek my blood. 

2 With insolence and fury they 

My sou] in pieces tear, 
As hungry lions rend the prey 
When no deliverer's near. 

3 If I indulge in thoughts unjust, 

And wish and seek their wo. 
Then let them tread my life to dust^ 
And lay mine honour low. 

4 If there were malice hid in me, 

I know thy piercing eyes ; 
I shonld not dare appeal to thee. 
Nor ask my God to rise. 

5 Arise, my God, lift up thy hand, 

Their pride and power control ; 
Aw^ake to judgment, and command 
Deliverance for my soul. 

PAUSE. 

B [Let sinners and their wicked rage 
Be humbled to the dust ; 
Shall not the God of truth engage 
To vindicate the just? 

7 He knows the heart, he tries the reing, 

He will defend th' upright : 
His sharpest arrows he ordains 
Against the sons of spite. 

8 For me their malice dug a pit, 

But there themselves are cast ; 
Mv God makes all their mischief li^ht 
On their own heads at last] 



JPSALM 8. 17 

S That cruel persecuting race 

Must feel his dreadful sword : 
Awake, my soul, and praise the grace 
And justice of the Lord. 

PSALM 8. s. M. 

God's Sdvtrei%ntv ard Goodness ; and Man''s Dominion over the Creaktrts. 

OLORD, our heavenly King, 
Thy name is all divine ; 
Thy glories round the earth are spread, 
And o'er the heavens they shine. 
2 When to thy works on high 
I raise mj wond ring eyes, 
And see the moon complete in light 
Adorn the darksome skies : 
§ When I survey the stars, 

And all their shining forms, 
Lord, what is man, that worthless thing, 
A-kin to dust and worms ? 

4 Lord, what is worthless man, 

That thou should'st love him so ? 
Next to thine angels is he plac'd, 
And lord of all below. 

5 Thine honours crown his head, 

While beasts like slaves obey. 
And birds that cut the air with wings, 
And fish that cleave the sea. 

6 How rich thy bounties are ! 

How wond'rous are thj ways: 
Of dust and worms thy power can frame 
A monument of praise. 

7 [Out of the mouth of babes 

And sucklings thou canst draw 
Surprising honours to thy name. 
And strike the world with awe, 

2 



18 PSALM 8. 

8 O Lord, our heavenly King, 
Thy name is all divine : 
Thy glories round the earth are spread^ 
And o er the heavens they shine.] 

PSALM 8. c. M. 

Christ's Condescension and Glorification ; or., God made Man, 

OLoRD,our Lord, how wond'rous great 
Is thine exalted name ! 
The glories of thy heavenly state 
Let men and babes proclaim. 

2 When I behold thy works on high. 

The moon that rules the nighty 
And stars that well adorn the sky^ 
Those moving worlds of light : 

3 Lord, what is man, or all his race. 

Who dwells so far below, 
That thou shouldst visit him with grac^, 
And love his nature so ? 

4 That thine eternal Son should bear 

To take a mortal form, 
Made lower than his angels are, 
To save a dying worm ? 

5 [Yet while he liv'd on earth unknown. 

And men would not adore, 
Th' obedient seas and fishes own 
His Godhead and his power. 

6 The waves lay spread beneath his feet ; 

And fish, at his command, 
Brought their large shoals to Peter's net. 
And tribute to his hand. 

7 These humbler glories of the Son, 

Shone through the fleshly cloud ; 
Now we behold him on his throne, 
And men confess him God.] 



PSALM 8. 19 

B Let him be crovvn'd with majesty 
Who bow'd his head to death ; 
And be his honours sounded high 
By all things that have breath. 
9 Jesus, our Lord, how wondVous great 
Is thine exalted name ! 
The glories of thy heavenly state 
Let the whole earth proclaim. 

PSALM 8. V. 1, 2. PARAPHRASED. 

FIRST PART. L. M» 
Tht Hofanna of the ChVdren ; or. Infants -praisi'ig God, y 

ALMIGHTY Ruler of the skies, 
Thro'the wide earth thy name is spread^ 
And thine eternal glories rise 
O'er all the heavens thy hands have made« 
% To thee the voices of the young 
A monument of honour raise ; 
And babes, with uninstructed tongue 
Declare the wonders of thy praise. 

3 l^hy power assists their tender age 
To bring proud rebels to the ground^ 
To still the bold blasphemer's rage, 
And all their policy confound, 

4 Children amidst thy temple throng 
To see their great Redeemer's face ; 
The son of David is their song, 
And young hosannas fill the place. 

5 The frowning scribes and angry priests 
In vain their impious cavils bring ; 
Revenge sits silent in their breasts, 
While Jewish babes proclaim their king, 

PSALM 8. v. 3, &C. PARAPHRASED. 

SECOND PART. L. M. 
Jdam and Christ, lords of the Old and New Creation. 

LORD,whatwasman,when madeat first. 
Adam the offspring of the dust;^ 



20 PSALM 9. 

That thou should'st set him and his race 
But just below an angel's place ? 

2 That thou should'st raise his nature so. 
And make him lord of all below ; 
Make every beast and bird submit, 
And lay the fishes at his feet ? 

3 But O, what brighter glories wait 
To crown the second Adam's state • 
What honours shall thy Son adorn 
Who condescended to be born ! 

4 See him below his angels made, 
See him in dust among the dead, 
To save a ruin'd w^orld from sin ; 
Yet he shall reign with power dirine, 

5 The world to come redeem 'd from all 
The miseries that attend the fall. 
New made and glorious, shall submit 
At our exalted Saviour's feet. 

PSALM 9. FIRST PART. C. M. 

Wrath and Mercy from the Judgment Seat 

WITH my whole heart I'll raise my song, 
Thy wonders I'll proclaim : 
Thou, the great Judge of right and wrong. 
Wilt put my foes to shame. 

2 I'll sing thy majesty and grace ; 

My God prepares his throne 
To judge the world in righteousness, 
And make his vengeance known, 

3 Then shall the Lord a refuge prove 

For all the poor opprest, 
To save the people of his love, 
And give the weary rest. 

4 The men, that know thy name, will trust 

In thine abundant grace ; 



PSALM 9. 

And thou wilt ne'er forsake the just, 
• Who humbly seek thy face. 
5 Sing praises to the righteous Lord^, 

Who dwells on Zion s hill, 
Who executes his threat'ning word, 

And doth his grace fulfil. 

PSALM 9. SECOND PART. C. M. 

J'he JVisdom and Equity of Providence. 

WHEN the great Judge, supreme and just 
Shall once inquire for blood. 
The humble souls that mourn in dust^ 
Shall find a faithful God. 

2 He from the dreadful gates of death 

Doth his own children raise ; 
In Zion's gates with cheerful breath, 
They sing their Father's praise. 

3 His foes shall fall with heedless feet 

Into the pit they made ; 
And sinners perish in the net 

That their own hands have spread. 

4 Thus by thj judgments, mighty God! 

Are thy deep counsels known ; 
When men of mischief are destroy 'd^ 
The snare must be their own. 

PAUSE. 

5 The wicked shall sink down to hell ; 

Thy wrath devour the lands 
That dare forget thee, or rebel 
Against thy known commands. 

6 Though saints to sore distress are broug 

And wait and long complain. 
Their cries shall never be forgot. 
Nor shall their hopes be vain* 

2 * 



22 PSALM 10. 

7 [Rise, great Redeemer, from thy seat. 

To judge and save the poor ; 
Let nations tremble at thy feet. 
And men prevail no more. 

8 Thy thunder shall alFright the proud^ 

And put their hearts to pain, 
Make them confess that thou art God^ 
And they but feeble men.] 

PSALM 10. c. M. 

Frai/er heard, a-ndSa\ui., savtd ; or. Pride. Atheism, and Oppression Punishid. 
(FOR A HUMir.IATION DAY ) 

T "CTHY doth the Lord stand off so far, 
^ V And why conceal his face, 
When great calamities appear. 
And times of deep distress ? 

2 Lord, shall the wicked still deride 

Thy justice and thy power ? 
Shall they advance their heads in pride, 
And still tiiy saints devour ? 

3 They put thy judgments from their sights 

And then insult the poor ; 
They boast in their exalted height 
That they shall fall no more. 

4 Arise, O God, lift up thy hand j 

Attend our humble cry ; 
No enemy shall dare to stand 
When God ascends on high. 

PAUSE. 

5 Why do the men of malice rage, 

And say, with foolish pride. 
The God of heaven w ill ne'er engage 
To light on Zion's side ?" 
6' But thou for ever art our Lord ; 
And powerful is thy hand. 
As when the heathen felt thy sword. 
And perish 'd from thy land. 



PSALM 11. 23 

7 God will prepare our hearts to pray, 
And bow his ear to hear ; 
He marks whate er his children say^ 
And puts the world in fear, 
i Proud tyrants shall no more oppress^ 
No more despise the just ; 
And mighty sinners shall confess 
They are but earth and dust. 

PSALM 11. L.M. 

God loves tht Righttous, and hates the Wicked. 

MY refuge is the God of love ; 
Why do ray foes insult and cry, 
Fly like a tim'rous trembling dove^ 
To distant woods or mountains fly 
.2 If government be all destroy 'd, 

(That firm foundation of our peace,) 
And violence make justice void. 
Where shall the righteous seek redress ? 

3 The Lord in heaven hath fix'd his throng. 
His eye surveys the world below ; 

To him all mortal things are known, 
His eyelids search our spirits through. 

4 If he afflicts his saints so far 

To prove their love and try their grace^ 
What must the bold transgressors fear f 
His very soul abhors their ways. 

5 On impious wretches he shall rain 
Tempests of brimstone, fire, and death, 
Such as he kindled on the plain 

Of Sodom with his angry breath. 

6 The righteous Lord loves righteous souls^ 
Whose thoughts and actions are sincere 
And with a gracious eye beholds 

The men that his owj;i image bear; 



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PSALM 12. 



PSALM 12. L.M. 

The SainVs Safdy and Hope in fvil Timis ; or. Sint of Uie Tongut covi plained of; vis. 

Blaspkcni-.i, Fn.lsekood, 

LORD, if thou dost not soon appear. 
Virtue and truth will fly away : 
A faithful man amongst us here. 
Will scarce be found if thou delay. 

2 The whole discourse, when neighbours rneet^ 
Is fiird with trifles loose and vain; 
Their lips are flattery and deceit, 

And their proud language is profane. 

3 But lips, that with deceit abound, 
Shall not maintain their triumph long ; 
The God of vengeance will confound 
The flattering and blaspheming tongue. 

4 Yet shall our words be free," they cry ; 
^' Our tongues shall be controlled by none ; 

Where is the Lord, will ask us why ; 
Or say, our lips are not our own ?" 

5 The Lord, who sees the poor opprest. 
And hears th' oppressor s haughty strai^.^ 
Will rise to give his children rest, 

Nor shall they trust his word in vain. 

6 Thy word, O Lord, though often tried. 
Void of deceit shall still appear ; 

Not silver, seven times purified 

From dross and mixture shines so clear. 

7 Thy grace shall in the darkest hour 
Defend the holy soul from harm ; 
Though when the vilest men have power 
On every side will sinners swarm. 

PSALM 12. CM. 

^mplai)tt of a general Corruption o- Mn.i.urs; o', the Promise and SigTis of ChrUVs 

coming (,t Jiidimcnl 

HELP, Lord, for men of virtue fail, 
Religion loses ground ; 



PSALM 13. 25^ 

The sons of violence prevail, 
And treacheries abound. 
% Their oaths and promises they breaks 
Yet act the flatterer's part : 
With fair deceitful lips they speak^ 
And with a double heart. 

3 If we reprove some hateful lie. 

How is their fury stirr'd ! 
Are not our lips our own/' they cry^ 
And who shall be our Lord?" 

4 Scoffers appear on every side. 

Where a, vile race of men 
Is rais'd to seats of power and prid^^ 
And bears the sword in vain. 

PAUSE. 

5 Lord, when iniquities abound. 

And blasphemy grows bold, 
When faith is hardly to be found. 
And love is waxing cold, 

6 Is not thy chariot hastening on ? 

Hast thou not giv'n the sign ? 
May we not trust and live upon 
A promise so divine ? 

7 Yes," saith the Lord, now will ! rise,. 

And make oppressors flee ; 
I shall appear to their surprise, 
And set my servants free." 

8 Thy word, like silver seven times tried. 

Through ages shall endure ; 
The men that in thy truth confide 
Shall find thy promise sure. 

PSALM 13. L. M. 

Plcadrns: with God und/'r Dt sertion ; or, Hope in Darkness. 

HOW long, O Lord, shall I complain 
Like one that seeks his God in vain ? 



26 PSALM 14. 

Wilt thou thy face for ever hide? 
Shall I still pray and be denied ? 

2 Shall I for ever be forgot 

As one w^hom thou regardest not ? 

Still shall my soul thine absence mourn ? 

And still despair of thy return ? 

3 How long shall my poor troubled breast. 
Be with these anxious thoughts opprest ? 
And Satan, my malicious foe, 
Rejoice to see me sunk so low ? 

4 Hear, Lord, and grant me quick relief;, 
Before mj death conclude my grief ; 
If thou withhold thy heavenly Hght, 

I sleep in everlasting night. 

5 How will the powers of darkness boast^ 
If but one praying soul be lost ! 

But I have trusted in thy grace. 
And shall again behold thy face. 

6 Whate er my fears or foes suggest^ 
Thou art my hope, my joy, my rest ; 
My heart shall feel thy love, and raise 
My cheerful voice in songs of praise. 

PSALM 13. C. M. 

Complaint vndcr Ttif stations or' the DcyiL 

HOW long wilt thou conceal thy face 
My God. how lon^; delav? 
When shall I feel those heavenly rays 
That chase my fears away ? 

2 How loog shall my poor labouring soul 

Wrestle and toil in vain ? 
Thy word can all my foes control. 
And ease my raging pain. 

3 See how the prince of darkness trie? 

All his malicious arts ; 



PSALM 14. 



I He spreads a mist around my eyes^ 
And throws his fiery darts. 

4 Be thou my sun, and thou my shield, 
I My soul in safety keep ; 

Make haste before mine eyes are seal'd 
j In death's eternal sleep. 

I 5 How would the tempter boast aloud 
I Should I become his prey ! 
! Behold the sons of hell grow proud 
At thy so long delay. 

I 8 But they shall fly at thy rebuke, 
I And Satan hide his head ; 
i He knows the terrors of thy look. 
And hears thy voic^ with dread. 

7 Thou wilt display that sovereign grace^ 
Where all my hopes have hung ; 
I I shall employ my lips in praise, 
And victory shali be sung. 

PSALM 14. FIRST PART. C. M, 

By Nature all Men. are Sinners. 

FOOLS in their hearts believe and si 
" That all religion's vain, 
There is no God that reigns on high, 
Or minds th' affairs of men." 

2 From thoughts so dreadful and profane 

Corrupt discourse proceeds ; 
And in their impious hands are found 
Abominable deeds. 

3 The Lord, from his celestial throne, 

Look'd down on things below 
\ To find the man that sought his grace,. 
I Or did his justice know. 

j 4 By nature all are gone astray, 
I Their practice all the same ; 



28 PSALM 15. 

There's none that fears his Maker's hand, 
There's none that. loves his name. 

5 Their tongues are us'd to speak deceit^ 

Their slanders never cease ; 
How swift to mischief are their feet^ 
Nor know the paths of peace ! 

6 Such seeds of sin (that bitter root) 

In every heart are found ; 
Nor can thej bear diviner fruit. 
Till grace refine the ground; 

PSALM 14. SECOxVD PART. C. M. 
The Fo ly of Pertecutors . 

ARE sinners now so senseless grown. 
That they the saints devour ? 
And never worship at thy throne. 
Nor fear thine awful power? 

2 Great God, appear to their surprise, 
Reveal thy dreadful name ; 
Let them no more thy wrath despise, 
Nor turn our hope to shame. 

S Dost thou not dwell among the just? 
And yet our foes deride, 
That we should make thy name our trust 
Great God, confound their pride. 

4 Oh ! that the joyful day were come 
To finish our distress ! 
When God shall bring his children home., 
Our songs shall never cease. 

PSALM 15. c. M. 

OAararf'r of a Saint, or a Citizci -i. . t-.r. Qva- 'ficntions of a Chrisilcn. 

WHO shall inhabit in thy hill, 
O God of holiness? 
Whom will the Lord admit to dwell 
So near his throne of grace ? 



I PSALM 15. 29 

I 2 The man that walks in pious ways. 
And works with righteous hands ; 
I That trusts his Maker's promises^ 
I And follows his commands, 
i 3 He speaks the meaning of his heart, 
j A^or slanders with his tongue ; 

IVill scarce believe an ill report, 
I Nor do his neighbour wrong. 

4 The wealthy sinner he contemns, 

Loves all that fear the Lord ; 
And tho' to his own hurt he swears. 
Still he performs his word. 

5 His hands disdain a golden bribe, 

And never gripe the poor : 
This man shall dwell with God on earth, 
And find his heaven secure. 

PSALM 15 L.M. 

Rrlioloii andJustice, Goodness and Tniih ; or. Duties to God and Man ; or, theQuaVJica 
tiom of a ChriUinn. 

^HO shall ascend thj heavenly place, 
^ V Great God, and dwell before thy face? 

The man that minds religion now. 

And humbly walks with God below : 
2 Whose hands are pure, whose heart is clean; 

Whose hps still speak the thing they mean ; 

No slanders dwell upon his tongue ; 

He hates to do his neig;hbour wron^. 
g [Scarce will he trust an ill report. 

Or vent it to his neighbour's hurt : 

Sinners of state he can despise, 

But saints are honour'd in his eyes.] 
4 [Firm to his word he ever stood, 

And always makes his promise good ; 

Nor dares to change the thing he swears. 

Whatever pain or loss he bears.] 
3 



3Q PSALM 16. 

5 [He never deals in bribing gold, 

And niQurns that justice should be sold : 
Whilst others gripe and grind the poor, 
Sweet chanty attends his door.] 

6 He loves his enemies, and prays 
For those that curse him to his face ; 
And doth to all men still the same 
That he would hope or wish from them, 

7 Yet, when his holiest works are done, 
His soul depends on grace alone : 
This is the man thy face shall see, 
And dwell for ever, Lord, with thee. 

PSALM 16. FIKST PART. L. M. 

Confession qfovr P»verv^ ; and Saints t'ae best Company ; or. Good rvorks profit Men, not Got 

PRESERVE me, Lord, in time of need 
For succour to thy throne I flee, 
But have no merits there to plead : 
Mj goodness cannot reach to thee. 

2 Oft have my heart and tongue confest 

How empty and how poor I am : 
My praise can never make thee blest, 
Nor add new glories to thy name. 

3 Yet, Lord, thy saints on earth may reap 

Some profit by the good we do ; 
These are the company I keep, 

These are the choicest friends I know, 

4 Let others choose the sons of mirth 

To give a relish to their wine ; 
I love the men of heavenly birth, 

Whose thoughts and language are divine. 

PSALM 16. SECOND PART. L. M. 

Christ's All-sufficiency 

HOW fast their guilt and sorrows rise^ 
Who haste to seek some idol-god ! 



PSALM 16. 3J 

I will not taste their sacrifice, 

Their olierings of forbidden blood. 

2 Mj God provides a richer cop, 

And nobler food to live upon; 
He for my life hath offered up 
Jesus, his best beloved Son. 

S His love is my perpetual feast ; 

By day his counsels guide me right : 
And be his name for ever blest, 

Who gives me sweet advice by night 

4 I set him still before mine eyes ; 

At mj right hand he stands prepar'd 
To keep my soul from all surprise. 
And be my everlasting guard. 

1>SALM 16. THIRD PART. L. M. 
Courage in Death, and Hopt of the ResurTeclion. 

WHEN God is nigh, my faith is strongs 
His arm is my almighty prop : 
Be glad my heart, rejoice my tongue, 
My dying flesh shall rest in hope. 

^ Though in the dust I lay mj head, 
Yet, gracious God, thou wilt not leave 
My soul for ever with the dead, 
Nor lose thy children in the grave. 

3 My flesh shall thy first call obey, 
Shake off" the dust and rise on high ; 
Then shalt thou lead the wondrous way 
Up to thy throne above the sky. 

4 There streams of endless pleasure flow ; 
And full discoveries of thy grace 
(Which we but tasted here below) 
Spread heavenly joys through all the place. 



^2 PSALM 16. 

PSALM 16. 1—8. FIRST PART. C. M. 

Support d-'id Counsel from God without Merit. 

Q AVE me, O Lord, from every foe ; 
O In thee my trust I place, 
Though all the good that I can do 
Can ne'er deserve thy grace. 

2 Yet, here, tliy children to sustain 

Shall be my lov'd employ ; 
Thy children, first and best of men« 
M}^ friends, my highest joy. 

3 Let heathen to their idols haste, 

And worship wood or stone ; 
But my delightful lot is cast 
Where the true God is known. 

4 His hand provides my constant food. 

He fills my daily cup ; 
Much am 1 pleas'd with present good; 
And more rejoice in hope. 

5 God is my portion and my joy ; 

His counsels are my light ; 
He gives me sweet advice by day, 
And gentle hints by night. 

6 My soul would all her thoughts approve* 

To his all-seeing eye ; 
Not death nor hell my hope shall move 
While such a friend is nigh. 

PSALM 16. SECOND PART. C. M. 
T'j' Death and Rcsi.rrection of Christ. 

" T SET the Lord before my face, 
-l " He bears my courage up ; 
My heart, and tongue, their joys express, 
" My flesh shall rest in hope, 
2 My spirit, Lord, thou wilt not leave 
" Where souls departed are ; 



PSALM 17. 



• Nor quit my body to the grave 
To see corruption there. 

3 " Thou wilt reveal the path of life^ 

And raise me to thy throne ; 
Thy courts immortal pleasure give ; 
Thy presence joys unknow^n." 

4 [Thus in the name of Christ the Lord^ 

The holy David sung, 
And Providence fulfils the word 
Of his prophetic tongue. 

5 Jesus, whom every saint adores^ 

Was crucified and slain ; 
Behold, -the tomb its prey restores^ 
Behold 3 he lives again ! 

6 When shall my feet arise and stand 

On heaven's eternal hills ? 
There sits the Son at God's right hand.^ 
And there the Father smiles.] 

PSALM IT. Ver. 13, S. M. 

Portion of Saints and Sinners ,- er, Hope, and Despair in Death. 

ARISE, my gracious God, 
And make the wicked flee ; 
They are but thy chastising rod 
To drive thy saints to thee. 

2 Behold the sinner dies, 

His haughty w^ords are vain ; 
Here in this life his pleasure lies. 
And all beyond is pain. 

3 Then let his pride advance^ 

And boast of all his store : 
• The Lord is my inheritance. 
My soul can wish no more. 

3 * 



34 PSALM IT. 

4 I shall behold the face 

Of my forgiving God ; 
And stand complete in righteousness, 
Wash'd in my Saviour s blood. 

5 There's a new heaven begun 

When I awake from death, 
Drest in the likeness of thy Son, 
And draw immortal breath. 
PSALM 17. L. M. 

The Sinner''s Portion and Saitifs Hope i or tkt Heaven of separate Souls, and the Etsi,;- 

recti on. 

LORD, I am thine : but thou wilt prove 
My faith, mj patience, and mj love; 
When men of spite against me join. 
They are the sword, the hand is thine. 

2 Their hope and portion lie below ; 
'Tis all the happiness they know ; 
'Tis all they seek, they take their shares,^ 
And leave the rest among their heirs. 

8 W^hat sinners value, I resign ; 

Lord, 'tis enough that thou art mine : 

1 shall behold thy blissful face, 

And stand complete in righteousness. 

4 This life's a dream, an empty show ; 
But the bright world to which 1 go, 
Hath joys suhst mrial and sincere ; 
When shall I wake and rind me there ? 

5 O glorious hour ! O blest abode ! 

1 vshal! be near, and like mv (jrod : 
And flesh and sin no more control 
The sacred plea^^ures of tfie souL 

6 My flesh shall slumber in the ground. 
Till the last trumpet's joyful sound : 
T'-en burst the ch uns with sweet surprise^ 
And in my Saviour's nnage rise. 



PSALM 18. 



35 



PSALM 18. P- As the new 50th. first part, 

J Vie Tluinksgivhig cf David for di live ranee from his Eneinits. 

Ver. 1,2. 

TO heaven let all my sacred passions move, 
Mj trust, mj wonder, gratitude, and iove; 
God is mj hope, my strength, my rock, my tower ; 
My shield his favour, and niy sword his power : 
All praise, all love, his high perfections claim; 
Let endless glory celebrate []is name. 

Ver. 3, 4, 6. 

2 Before me death in gloomy terror rose, 
In arms exulting came my banded foes ; 

Like floods tempestuous tliousands round me spread ; 
Roar'd with fierce rap;e, and billow'd o'er my head ; 
Fear in the front amaz'd my trembling mind, 
And sorrow, death, and hell, advanc'd behind. 
Ver. 6, 7, 8. 

3 In deep distress 1 rais'd my voice on high : 
From Heaven he bowM to hear the humble cry : 
Then dread convulsions shook the solid ground ; 
Wav'd the tall woods, and quak'd the hills around j 
Forth rush'd a smoky tempest through the skies, 
And round all ether flames began to rise. 

Ver. 9, 10, H. 

4 To earth he came ; the heavens before him bow'd ; 
Beneath his feet deep midnight stretched fier shroud j 
Cherubic hosts his sun-bright chariot form ; 

His wings the whiriv/ind, and his path the storm; 
Around his car thick clouds tiieir curtains spread, 
And wrappM the concave in a boundiess shade. 

Ver. 12, 13 

.5 Before his path o'erwhoiming splendours came ; 
The clouds dissolved ; all nature \eh the flame ; 
From his dark throne a voice in thjjnder broke ; 
The wide world trembled as th' Eternal spoke: 
His foes to vanquish ano:.rj blasts conspire, 
Showers of dread haih a.)d co'tis of burning fire. 
Ver. 14, 15. 

6 Thro' the vast void his arrows wing'd their waj| 
His lightnings blaz'd insufferable day; 



36 PSALM 18. 

Oppress'd, o'erthrown, or scatter'cl on the plain, 
Fled his pale foes, or strew'd the fields with slain ; 
Th' affrighted floods their secret channels shovv'd, 
And earth's disclosed foundations own'd her God. 

Ver. i6, 17, 19—24. 

7 Trembling he snatch'd me from the realms of wo, 
Drew from the pit, and sav'd from every foe : 
Keen were their swords, and fierce their flaming ire ; 
Their souls a furnace, and their rage a fire ; 

*But God beheld and saw my bosom clean, 
My tongue from falsehood free, my hands from sin. 
Ver. 22, 25, 26. 

8 His holy word I make my chief delight : 
His laws are perfect, and his judgments right : 
In him the just a juster God shall find, 

Pure to the pure, and to the piteous kind ; 
While froward lips, and froward hearts shall see 
The rod of vengeance their reward from thee. 
Ver. 27, 29, 33. 

9 Thy hand shall sink the proud, exalt the poor, 
And bid the lamp of joy illume my door; 
Train me to war, conduct me to the field. 

In peace my glory, and in war my shield : 
Wing'd by thy power, my feet thro' thousands fly; 
Walls sink beneath me, and proud chieftains die. 

Ver. 28, 30, 31. 

10 How perfect is thy way. Almighty Lord ! 
Thy name how w ond'rous ! how divine thy word ! 
Thou art the Saviour, thou the God alone. 

The lamp of Zion, and of heaven the sun. 
Of lords the Lord, of kings th' eternal King; 
My raptur'd hps thy praise shall ever sing. 

PSALM 18. P. M. As the new 50th. second part. 

Applied to the American Revolution. 

TO bless the Lord, our God, in strains divine, 
With thankful hearts and raptur'd voices join, 
To us what wonders his riglit hand hath shown ! 
Mercies, his chosen tribes have scarcely known ! 

• This is spoken in a comparative sense only. David himself teaches 
us, that neither himself, nor any other man, is strictly clean before God. 
See Psalm 14 &5J. 



PSALM 18. 



37 



Like David blest, begin tli' enraptur'd song; 
Let praise and joy awaken every tongue. 

2 When, fir'd to rage, against our nation rose 
Chiefs of -proud name, and bands of haughty foes, 
He train'd our hosts to fighU with arms array'd, 
With health invigor'd, and vi^ith bounty fed, 
Gave us his chosen chief our sons to guide, 
Heard every prayer, and every want supphed. 

Ver. 6, 19. 48. 

3 He gave their armies captives to our hands, 
Gr sent them frustrate to their native lands ; 
Burst the dark snare, disclos'd the miry pit, 
And led to broad, safe grounds our shding feet ; 
Bounteous for us extended regions won, 

The fairest empire spread beneath the sun. 

Ver. 18, 35, 39, 43 

4 When dai k and threatening, civil broils arose, 
Each hope grew dim, and friends were chang'd to foes, 
God was our stay, our help, our heavenly shield ; 
His grace preserv'd us, and his arm upheld, 

Sav'd us from tumults dire, and deep distress, 
Enlarg'd our blessings, and confirm'd our peace. 
Ver. 44, 45. 

5 No more against our land shall strangers rise. 
But fade, and fade beneath avenging skies : 
Pleas'd, the fierce heathen yield to happier sway. 
The groping savage hail the gospel day ; 

Low sink the proud, the sons of blood be slain, 
Nor injur'd Zion lift her cries in vain. 

Ver. 49. 50. 

6 But, O thou Power belov'd ! our shores around 
Be every virtue, every blessing found : 

Here bid tliy seasons crown the fruitful plain, 
Here bid fair peace extend her blissful reign ; 
Let laws, let justice, hold perpetual sway. 
The soul unfettered, and the conscience free. 

7 With clearest splendour, here, let knowledge shine ; 
Here every glory beam from truth divine ; 

To Jesus' call the soul obsequious bend ; 
Grace from thy Spirit in rich showers descend ; 



38 PSALM 18. 

Nations each day ascend the bright abode, 
And boundless praise unceasing rise to God. 

PSALM 18. T^er. 1—6. 15—18. first part. L. M. 

Ve'iverancefrom Despair; tr, Temjtatio s nvcrcoint. 

THEE wiil I love, O Lord, my strength, 
My rock, my tower, my high defence ; 
Thy mighty arm shall be my trust. 
For I have found salvation thence. 

2 Death, and the terrors of the grave, 
Stood round me with their dismal shade ; 
While floods of high temptations rose, 
And made my sinking soul afraid. 

3 I sav^ the opening gates of hell, 
With endless pains and sorrows there, 
(Which none but they that feel can tell) 
While I was hurried to despair. 

4 In my distress I call'd my God, 
When I could scarce believe him mine ; 
He bow'd his ear to my complaint, 
Then did his grace appear divine. 

5 [With speed he flew to my relief^ 
As on a cherub's wing he rode ; 
Awful, and bright as lightning, shone 
The face of my deliverer, God. 

6 Temptations fled at his rebuke. 
The biast of his Almighty breath : 
He sent salvation from on high. 

And drew me from the depths of death.] 

7 Great were my fears, my foes were great, 
Much was their strength, andmoretheirrage; 
But Christ, my Lord, is conq ror still, 

In all the wars that devils wage. 

8 My song for ever shall record 
That terrible, that joyful hour ; 



I PSALM 18. 39 

I And give the glory to the Lord 
I Due to his mercy and his power. 

I PSALM 18. J^er. 20 — 26. second part. L. M. 

' Sinceriti/ proved and remardid. 

LORD, thou hast seen my soul sincere^ 
Hast made thy truth and love appear ; 
1 Before mine eyes I set thy laws, 
[ And thou hast own'd my righteous cause. 

1 2 Since I have learn 'd thy holy ways, 
I've walked upright before thy face : 
Or if my feet did e'er depart, 

I 'T was never with a wicked heart, 

3 What sore temptations broke my rest ! 

j What wars and strugglings in my breast ! 
But through thy grace that reigns within, 
I guard against my darling sin. 

4 That sin that close besets me still. 
That works and strives against my will ; 

I When shall thy spirit's so v 'reign power 
I Destroy it, that it rise no more ? 

5 [With an impartial hand, the Lord 
Deals out to mortals their reward ; 
The kind and faithful souls shall find 
A God as faithful and as kind. 

6 The just and pure shall ever say, 

Thou art more pure, more just than they : 
And men that love revenge shall know 
God hath an arm of vengeance too.] 

PSALM 18- Fer. 30, 31—34, 35--46, ^c, 

THIRD PAt T. L. M. 

Rejoicing in God ; ^ . , Salvation ana Triumph. 

JUST are thy ways, and true thy word;, 
Great Rock of my secure abode : 
Who is a God beside the Lord ? 
Or Where's a refuge like our God ? 



40 PSALM 18. 

2 'Tis he that girds me with his might. 
Gives me his holy sword to wield ; 
And, while with sin and hell I fight. 
Spreads his salvation for my shield. 

3 He lives (and blessed be my Rock) 
The God of mj salvation lives ; 
The dark designs of hell he broke ; 
Sweet is the peace my Father gives. 

4 Before the scoffers of the age, 

I will exalt my Father's name ; 

Nor tremble at their mighty rage, 

But meet reproach, and bear the shame. 

5 To David and his royal seed 
Thy grace for ever shall extend ; 

Thy love to saints, in Christ their head, 
Knows not a limit, nor an end. 

PSALM 18, FIRST PART. C. M. 

Victory and Triump'i over temporal Enemies. 

E love thee, Lord, and we adore, 
Now is thine arm reveaFd ; 
Thou art our strength, our heavenly tower, 
Our bulwark and our shield.* 

2 We fly to our eternal rock, 

And find a sure defence ; 
His holy name our lips invoke, 
And draw salvation thence. 

3 When God, our leader, shines in arms^ 

What mortal heart can bear 
The thunder of his loud alarms ? 
The lightning of his spear ? 

4 He ndes u.pon the winged wind, 

Aiid angels in array 
In mil!i{>]is wait to know his mind. 
And swift as fiames obey. 




PSALM 18. 41 

5 He speaks^ and at his fierce rebuke 

Whole armies are dismay 'd ; 
His voice, his frown, his angry look 
Strikes all their courage dead. 

6 He forms our generals for the fields 

With all their dreadful skill : 
Gives them his awful sword to wield. 
And makes their hearts of steel. 

7 [He arms our captains to the fight, 

(Though there his name's forgot ;) 
He girded Cyrus with his might, 
When Cyrus knew him not.] 

8 Oft has the Lord whole nations blest 

For his own children's sake ; 
, The powers that give his people restj 
Shall of his care partake. 

PSALM 18. SECOND FART. CM, 
Tilt Coiiqueror''s St>ng 

TO thine almighty arm w^e owe 
The triumphs of the day ; 
Thy terrors. Lord, confound the foe^ 
And melt their strength away. 

2 'Tis by thine aid our troops prevail, 

And break united powers ; 
Or burn their boasted fleets, or scale 
The proudest of their towers. 

3 How have we chas'd them thro' the field^ 

And trod them to the ground ; 
While thy salvation was our shield, 
And they no shelter found ! 

4 In vain to idol saints they cry, 

And perish in their blood ; 
Where is a rock so great, so high. 
So powerful^ as our God ? 
4 



42 PSALM 19. 

5 The Rock of Israel ever lives; 
His name be ever blest ; 
'Tis his own arm the vict'ry gives^ 
And gives his people rest. 

PSALM 19. P. M. As the imh. 

The Glory' of God seen in Creation. 

OLORD, our Lord most high^ 
In heaven thy glories shine, 
And all this lower sky 
Unfolds thy skill divine. 
Thy wisdom there, 
And power sublime through every clime. 
Thy works declare. 

2 Each day proclaims thy hand 

To earth's admiring throng ; 
Each night from land to land 
Repeats the solemn song. 
The pale moon shines 
With silver rays, and writes thy praise 
In fairest lines. 

3 Like a young bridegroom drest 

Comes forth the morning sun^, 
And, as a champion blest, 
Delights his race to run. 
O'er seas and isles 
His warmth extends, to heaven's far end^ 
His glory smiles. 

4 Beneath the kindly ray 

All nature's realms rejoice ; 
All join the solemn lay, 

And lift their grateful voice. 
The sea and shore. 
The morn and even, and earth and lieaveH 
Their God adore. 



PSALM 19. 43 

I 5 What though no voice, nor sound,* 
1 Be heard from yonder sky, 
I A nobler speech is found 
1 By virtue's raptur'd eye. 

To God's great hand, 
j The chorus cries, let songs arise 

From every land. 

PAUSE. 

6 But fairer splendours beam 

From every gospel line, 
And teach th' Eternal name 
In lano;uao;e more divine. 
To humble hearts. 
That seek thy face, renewing grace 
Thy truth imparts. 

7 How pure thy perfect word! 

That lamp to wand 'ring feet .; 
What peace thy laws afford ! 
Thy promises how sweet ! 
A rich reward 
Thy statutes give, and bid me live, 
And serve the Lord. 

8 Not honey so delights. 

Nor heaps of gold refin'd ; 
No pleasure so invites 

The pure and pious mind. 
Her erring thoughts 
Teach thou my soul, and make me whole 
From secret faults. 

9 From each presumptuous way 

My wandering feet restrain ; 
So shall my life be free 
From every fatal stain. 

* Addison. 



PSALM 19. 

Oh make me see, ^ 
Thou God of grace, my thoughts and way 
Approved by thee! 

PSALM 19. FIRST PART, S. M. 

Tht Book of Nature and Scripture. 
(FOR A LORD'S DAY MORNING.) 

BEHOLD the lofty sky 
Declares its maker, God ! 
And all the starry works on high 
Proclaim his power abroad. 

2 The darkness and the light 

Still keep their course the same ; 
While night to day, and day to night. 
Divinely teach his name. 

3 In ev'ry different land^, 

Their general voice is known ; 
They show the wonders of his hand^ 
And orders of his throne, 

4 Ye western lands, rejoice^ 

Here be reveals his word ; 
We are not left to Nature *s voice 
To bid us know the Lord. 

5 His statutes and commands 

Are set before our eyes ; 
He puts his gospel in our hands* 
Where our salvation lies, 

6 His laws are just and pure. 

His truth without deceit ; 
His promises for ever sure, 
And his rewards are great 

7 [Not honey to the taste 

Affords so much delight ; 
Nor gold that hath the furnace pass'd 
So much allures the sight. 



PSALM 19. 45 

8 While of thy works I sing, 
Thy glory to proclaim ; 
Accept the praise, my God, my King, 
In my Redeemer's name.] 

PSALM 19. SECOND PART. S. M. 
(foa'j Word most excellent ; or, Sincerity and Watchfulntss. . 
(FOR A LORD'S DAY MORNING.) 

TJEHOLD the morning sun 
J- - Begins his glorious way ; 
His beams through all the nations rua. 
And life and light convey. 

2 But where the gospel comes, 

It spreads diviner light ; 
It calls dead sinners from their tombs^ 
And gives the blind their sight. 

3 How perfect is thy word ! 

And all thy judgments just ; 
For ever sure thy promise. Lord;, 
And men securely trust. 

4 My gracious God, how plain 

Are thy directions given ? 
Oh may I never read in vain, 
But find the path to heaven ! 

PAUSE. 

5 I hear thy word with love. 

And I would fain obey : 
Send thy good Spirit from above 
To guide me, lest I stray. 

6 Oh ! who can ever find 

The errors of his ways ? 
Yet, with a bold, presumptuous mind^ 
I would not dare transgress. 
fi Warn me of every sin. 

Forgive my secret faults ; 
4 ^ 



PSALM 19. 



And cleanse this guilty soul of mine^ 
Whose crimes exceed my thoughts. 

8 While with my heart and tongue 
I spread thy praise abroad ; 
Accept the worship and the song, 
My Saviour and my God. 

PSALM 19. L. M. 

The Books of Nature and Scrip'ure compared ; or, the Glory and Success of the Gospel. 

nr^'HE heavens declare thy glory, Lord,; 
-1 In every star thy wisdom shines ; 
But when our eyes behold thy word^ 
We read thy name in fairer lines. 

2 The rolling sun, the changing light, 
And nights and days thy power confess; 
But the blest volume thou hast writ, 
Reveals thy justice and thy grace. 

S Sun, moon, and stars convey thy praise 
Round the whole earth, and never stand; 
So when thy truth began its race. 
It touch'd and glanc'd on every land. 

4 Nor shall thy spreading gospel rest 

Till through the world thy truth has run ; 
Till Christ has all the nations blest. 
That see the light, or feel the sun. 

5 Great Sun of Righteousness, arise. 

Bless the dark world with heavenly light ; 
Thy gospel makes the simple wise, 
Thy laws are pure, thy judgments right. 

6 Thy noblest wonders here we view. 
In souls renew 'd and sins forgiven ; 
Lord, cleanse my sins, my soul renew. 
And make thy word my guide to beaveov 



PSALM 19. 47 
PSALM 19. To the Tune of the W^th Psalm, 

The Book of Nature a> d Scripture. 

GREAT God,the heav n s well-order 'd frame 
Declares the glories of thy name : 
There thy rich works of wonder shine ; 
A thousand starrj beauties there, 
A thousand radiant marks appear 
Of boundless power^, and skill divine, 

2 From night to day, from day to night. 
The dawning and the dying light, 

Lectures of heavenly w^isdom read : 
With silent eloquence they raise 
Our thoughts to our Creator's praise, 

And neither sound nor language need. 

3 Yet their divine instructions run 
Far as the journies of the sun. 

And every nation knows their voice : 
The sun, like some young bridegroom drest^ 
Breaks from the chambers of the east, 

Rolls round, and makes the earth rejoice. 

4 Where'er he spreads his beams abroad, 
He smiles, and speaks his maker, God ; 

All nature joins to show thy praise : 
Thus God in every creature shines ; 
Fair is the book of Nature's lines ; 

But fairer is thy book of grace. 

PAUSE. 

5 I love the volumes of thy word ; 
What light and joy those leaves afford 

To souls benighted and distrest ! 
Thy precepts guide my doubtful way^ 
Thy fear forbids my feet to stray, 

Thy promise leads my heart to rest, 
i 6 From the discoveries of thy law 
The perfect rules of life I draw : 



43 PSALM 20. 

These are my study and delight : 
Not honey so invites the taste, 
Nor gold that hath the furnace past^ 

Appears so pleasing to the sight. 

7 Thy threat nings wake my slumb'ring eyes^ 
And warn me where my danger lies ; 

But 'tis thy blessed gospel, Lord, 
That makes my guilty conscience clean, 
Converts my soul, subdues my sin, 

And gives a free, but large reward. 

8 Who knows the errors of his thoughts ? 
My God, forgive mj secret faults, 

And from presumptuous sins restrain ; 
Accept my poor attempts of praise, 
That I have read thy book of grace 

And book of nature not in vain. 

PSALM 20. L. M. 

Prayer and Hope of Victory. 
(FOR A DAY OP PRAYf^ R IN TIME OF WAR ) 

NOW may the God of power and grace 
Attend his people's humble cry ! 
Jehovah hears when Israel prays. 
And brings deliv'rance from on high. 

2 The name of Jacob's God defends, 
Better than shields or brazen walls : 
He from his sanctuary sends 
Succour and strength when Zion calls. 

3 Well he remembers all our sighs. 
His love exceeds our best deserts ; 
His love accepts the sacrifice 

Of humble groans and broken hearts. 

4 In his salvation is our hope. 
And in the name of Israel's God 
Our troops shall lift their banners up^ 
Our navies f^pread their Hags abroad. 



PSALM 21. 45 

5 Some trust in horses train'd for war, 
And some of chariots make their boasts ; 
Our surest expectations are 

From thee, the Lord of heavenly hosts, 

6 [O may the mem'ry of thy name 
Inspire our armies for the fight ! 

Our foes shall fall and die with shame, 
Or quit the field with shameful flight.] 

7 Now save us, Lord, from slavish fear, 
Now let our hopes be firm and strong. 
Till thy salvation shall appear, 

And joy and triumph raise the song. 

PSALM 21. c. M. 

Rulers are tkr. care of Hcav -n. 

OUR Rulers, Lord, with songs of praise^ 
Shall in thy strength rejoice, 
And, blest w^'th thy salvation, raise 
To heaven their cheerful voice. 

2 Thy sure defence, through nations round^ 

Has spread their honours far ; 
And their successful measures crown'd^ 
Alike in peace and war. 

3 Then let them still on God rely, 

For wisdom, and for grace ; 
His mercy shall their wants supply^ 
And save our happy race. 

4 But, righteous Lord, thy stubborn foes 

Shall quake through all their bands ; 
Thy vengeful arm shall find out those 
That hate thy mild commands. 

5 When thou against them dost engage^ 

Thy just but dreadful doom 
Shall, Hke a fiery oven's rage, 
Their hopes and them consume. 



m PSALM 21^ 22. 

6 Thus, Lord, thy wondrous power declare, 
And thus exalt thy fame ; 
Whilst we glad songs of praise prepare, 
For thine Almighty name. 

PSALM 21. 1—9. L. M. 

Christ ( xnltrd to the Kingdvm. 

DAVID rejoic'd in God his strength, 
Rais'd to the throne by special grace^ 
But Christ, the Son, appears at length. 
Fulfils the triumph and the praise. 

2 How great is the Messiah's joy 

In the salvation of thy hand ! 
Lord, thou hast rais'd his kingdom high. 
And giv'n the world to his command. 

3 Whate'er he wills thy goodness gives, 

Nor doth the least request withhold : 
Blessings attend him while he liveSj 
And crowns of glory, not of gold. 

4 Around his sacred temples shine : 

Th' Eternal's uncreated rays ; 
All power is his, and grace divine^ 
And length of everlasting days. 

5 And as a fiery oven glows 

With raging heat and burning coals^ 
Thy vengeance shall consume his foes. 
Thy wrath devour their giiilty souls. 

PSALM 22. 1 — 16. FIRST PAILT. CM. 

The Sv firings and D.ath of Christ. i 

T^HY hath my God my soul forsook, 
Y f Nor will a smile afford? 
(Thus David once in anguish spoke, 
And thus our dying Lord.) 
2 Though 'tis thy chief delic»;ht to dwell 
Among thy praising saints, 



PSALM 22. 61 

Yet thou canst hear a groan as well. 
And pity our complaints. 

3 Our fathers trusted in thj name^ 

And great deli v 'ranee found ; 
But Fm a worm, despis'd of men. 
And trodden to the ground. 

4 Shaking the bead thej pass me bj^ 

And laugh my soul to scorn : 
" In vain he trusts in God," they crj^^, 
Neglected and forlorn." 

5 But thou art he who form'd my fleshy 

By thin^^ almighty word ; 
And since I hung upon the breast 
My hope is in the Lord. 

6 Why will my father hide his face 

When foes stand threat ning rounds 
In the dark hour of deep distress. 
And not a helper s found ? 

PAUSE. 

7 Behold thy darling left among 

The cruel and the proud, 
As bulls of Bashan tierce and strong. 
As lions roaring loud. 

8 From earth and hell my sorrows meet. 

To multiply the smart; 
They nail my hands, they pierce my feet-^ 
And try to vex my heart. 

9 Yet if thy sovereign hand let loose 

The rage of earth and hell, 
Why will my heavenly Father bruise 
The Son he loves so well ? 

10 My God, if possible it be, 

Withhold this bitter cup; 



2 PSALM 22. 

But I resign my will to thee. 
And drink the sorrows up. 

11 My heart dissolves with pangs unknown, 

In groans I waste my breath ; 
Thy heavy hand hath brought me down. 
Low as the dust of death. 

12 Father, I give my spirit up, 

And trust it in thine hand ; 
My dying flesh shall rest in hope. 
And rise at thy command. 

PSALM 22. 20, 2L 27—31. second paeit. C. M. 

Chris fs Svfferinss and Kingdo:n 

"]^"OW from the roaring lion's rage, 
1-^ O Lord, protect thy Son, 
Nor leave thy darling to engage 
The powers of hell alone." 

2 Thus did our suffering Saviour pray, 

With mighty cries and tears ; 
God heard liim in that dreadful day. 
And chas'd away his fears. 

3 Great was the victVy of his death. 

His throne exalted high ; 
And all the kindreds of the earth 
Shall worship or shall die. 

4 A num rous offspring must arise 

From his expiring groans ; 
They shall be reckon 'd in his eyes 
For daughters and for sons. 

5 The meek and humble souls shall see 

His table richly spread ; 
And all that seek the Lord shall be 
With joys immortal fed. 

6 The isles shall know the righteousness 

Of our incarnate God. 



PSALM 22, 23. ■ 
And nations yet unborn profess 
Salvation in his blood. 



N 



PSALM ^2. L. M. 

ChTisVs Stiffeiings and Exaltation. 

OW let our mournful son^s record 



The dying sorrows of our Lord, 
When he complain'd in tears and bloody 
As one forsaken of his God. 

2 The Jews beheld him thus forlorn, 

And shook their heads and laugh'd in scorn ; 
" He rescued others from the grave, 
Now let him try himself to save. 

3 This is the man did once pretend 
" God was his father and his friend ! 
" If God the blessed lov'd him so, 

Why doth he fail to help him now ?" 

4 Barbarous people ! cruel priests ! 

How they stood round like savage beasts ; 

Like lions gaping to devour, 

When God had left him in their power. 

5 They wound his head, his hands, his feet. 
Till streams of blood each other meet ; 
By lot his garments they divide. 

And mock the pangs in which he died. 

6 But God his father heard his cry ; 
Rais'd from the dead, he reigns on high ; 
The nations learn his righteousness. 
And humble sinners taste his grace. 

PSALM 23. L.M. 

God our Shepherd. 

MY shepherd is the living Lord ; 
Now shall my wants be well supplied ; 
His providence and holy word 
Become my safety and my guide. 

5 



j4 psalm 23. 

2 In pastures where salvation grows 
He makes me feed, he makes me rest ; 
There living water gently flows, 
And all the food's divinely blest. 

3 My wand'ring feet his ways mistake : 
But he restores my soul to peace, 
And leads me, for his mercy's sake^, 
In the fair paths of righteousness. 

4 Though I walk through the gloomy vale/ 
Where death and all its terrors are, 

My heart and hope shall never fail, 
For God my shepherd's with me there. 

5 Amid the darkness and the deeps 
Thou art my comfort, thou my stay ; 
Thy staff supports my feeble steps^ 
Thy rod directs my doubtful way, 

6 The sons of earth and sons of hell 
Gaze at thy goodness, and repine 
To see my table spread so well 
With livinf^ bread and cheerful wine 

7 [How I rejoice, when on my head 
Thy Spirit condescends to rest ! 
'Tis a divine anointing, shed 
Like oil of gladness at a feast. 

8 Surely the mercies of the Lord 
Attend his household all their days : 
There will I dwell to hear his word, 
To seek his face, and sing his praise.] 

PSALM 23. c. M. 

MY shepherd will supply my need, 
Jehoyah is his name ; 
In pastures fresh he makes me feed. 
Beside the living stream. 



PSALM 23. 5S 

2 He brings my wandVing spirit back 

When I forsake his ways. 
And leads me for his mercy's sake 
In paths of truth and grace. 

3 When I walk through the shades of death? 

Thy presence is my stay ; 
A word of thy supporting breath 
Drives all my fears away, 

4 Thy hand, in sight of all my foes. 

Doth still my table spread ; 
Mj cop with blessings overflows, 
'I'hine oil anoints my head. 

5 The sure provisions of my God 

Attend me all my days ; 
Oh may thy house be mine abode, 
And all my work be praise ! 

€ There would I find a settled rest, 
(While others go and come) 
No more a stranger nor a guest. 
But like a child at home. 

PSALM 23o S. M. 

THE Lord my shepherd is, 
I shall be well supplied ; 
Since he is mine and I am his. 
What can I want beside ? 

He leads me to the place 

Where heavenly pasture grows, 
Where living waters gently pass. 

And full salvation flows. 
If e er I go astray, 

He doth my soul reclaim, 
And guides me in his own right way, 
For his most holy name. 



3 



m PSALM 24^ 

4 While he affords his aid. 

I cannot j^ield to fear ; 
Tho' I should walk thro' death's dark shad-e. 
My shepherd s with me therec 
6 In spite of all rny foes 

Thou dost my table spread, 
Mj cup with blessings overflows^ 
And joy exalts my head. 

5 The bounties of thy love 

Shall crown my following days ; 
Nor from thy house will I remove. 
Nor cease to speak thy praise. 

PSx\LM 24. C. M, 

Drvdlins with God 

THE earth for ever is the LordX- 
With Adam's num rous race ; 
He rais'd its arches o'er the floods. 
And built it on the seas. 

2 But w4io among the sons of men 

May visit thine abode ? 

- - ^ 

He that hath hands from mischief clean . 
Whose heart is right with God. 

3 This is the man may rise and take 

The blessings of his grace : 
This is the lot of those that seek 
The G od of Jacob's face. 

4 Now let our souFs immortal pow-ers 

To meet the Lord prepare, 
Lift up their everlasting doors, 
The King of glory's near. 

5 The liing of glory ! who can tell 

The wonders of his might ? 
He rules the nations ; but to dwell 
With saiats is his delight. 



PSA.LM 25a 61 
I PSALM 24. L. M. 

I Saints dwdl in, H^nvtn ; or. ChriyVs Ascension. 

THIS spacious earth is all the Lord's, 
And men and worms, and beasts and bird??, 
I He rais'd the building on the seas, 

And gave it for their dwelling-place, 
i 2 But there's a brighter world on high^ 
Thy palace. Lord, above the sky ; 
Who shall ascend that blest abode, 
And dwell so near his maker, God ? 

3 He that abhors and fears to sin, 
Whose heart is pure, whose hands are clean, 
Him shall the Lord, the Saviour bless. 
And clothe his soul with righteousness. 

4 These are the men, the pious race, 
That seek the God of Jacob's face ; 
These shall enjoy the blissful sight, 
And dwell in everlasting light. 

PAUSE. 

5 Rejoice, ye shining worlds on high, 
Behold the King of glory nigh ; 
Who can this King of glory be ? 
The mighty Lord, the Saviour's he. 

6 Ye heavenly gates, your leaves display. 
To make the Lord, the Saviour way : 
Laden with spoils from earth and hell, 
The conqu'ror comes with God to dwell 

7 Rais'd from the dead he goes before, 
He opens heaven's eternal door. 
To give his saints a blest abode. 
Near their Redeemer and their God^ 

PSALM 25. .1 — 11. FIRST PART. S. 
Waiting for Pardon and Direciion, 

1LIFT my soul to God, 
My trust is in his name : 
5 * 



PSALM 25. 

Let not my foes that seek my blood 
Still triumph in my shame, 

2 Sin and the powers of hell 

Persuade me to despair ; 
Lord, make me know thy covenant well. 
That I may 'scape the snare. 

3 From the first dawning light 

Till the dark ev'ning rise^ 
For th}^ salvation, Lord, I w^ait. 
With ever-longing eyes. 

4 Remember all thy grace, 

And lead me in thy truth : 
Forgive the sins of riper days^ 
And follies of my youth. 

5 The Lord is just and kind, 

The meek shall learn his ways ; 
And ev'ry humble sinner find 
The blessings of his grace. 

6 For liis own goodness sake 

He saves my soul from shame ; 
He pardons (tho' my guilt be great) 
Thro' my Redeemer s name. 

PSALM 25 ^2 — 14. 10—13. SECOND part. S. M. 

Divine Imiruction. 

7 HERE shall the man be found 
That fears t' offend his God, 
That loves the gospel's joyful sound, 
AwA trembles at the rod ? 

2 The Lord shall make him know 
Tlie secrets of his heart. 
The wonders of his cov'nant show? 
And all his love impart 




PSALM 25. 69 

3 The dealings of his hand 

Are truth and mercy still, 
With such as in his cov'nant stands 
And love to do his will. 

4 Their souls shall dwell at ease 

Before their Maker's face, 
Their seed shall taste the promises 
In their extensive grace. 

PSALM 25. 15—22. THIRD PART. S. M. 

Distress of Sotil ; or, Backsliding and Desertion. 

MINE eyes and my desire 
Are ever to the Lord ; 
I love to plead his promises 
And rest upon his word. 

2 Turn, turn thee to my soul, 

Bring thy salvation near ; 
When will thy hand release my feet 
Out of the deadly snare ? 

3 When shall the sov 'reign grace 

Of my forgiving God, 
Restore me from those dangVous ways 
My wand'ring feet have trod ? 

4 The tumult of my thoughts 

Doth but enlarge my wo ; 
My spirit languishes, my heart 
Is desolate and low. 

5 With ev'ry morning light 

My grief anew begins ; 
Look on my anguish and my pain^ 
And pardon all my sins. 

PAUSE. 

6 Behold the hosts of hell, 

How cruel is their hate ! 



00 PSALM 26, 

Against my life they rise, and join 
Their fury with deceit. 

7 O keep my soul from death, 

Nor put my hope to shame, 
For I have plac'd my only trust 
In my Redeemer's name. 

8 With humble faith I wait 

To see thy face again ; 
Of Israel it shall ne'er be said, 
He sought the Lord in vain. 

PSALM 26. L. M. 

Sdf-Examination ; or. Evidences of Grace. 

JUDGE me, O Lord, and prove my ways, 
And try my reins, and try mj heart ; 
My faith upon thy promise stays, 
Nor from thy law my feet depart. 

2 I hate to walk, I hate to sit 
With men of vanity and lies ; 
The scoffer and the hypocrite 
Are the abhorrence of mine eyes. 

3 Among thy saints will I appear 
With hands well wash'd in innocence ; 
But when I stand before thy bar, 
The blood of Christ is my defence. 

4 I love thy habitation, Lord, 

The temple where thine honours dwell ; 
There shall I hear thy holy word, 
And there thy works of wonder tell. 

5 Let not my soul be join'd at last 
With men of treachery and blood, 
Since I my days on earth have past 
Among the saints and near my God, 



PSALM 27. 61 

PSALM 27. 1 — 6. FIRST C. M. 

The Church is our Delight an I Safety. 

THE Lord of glory is my lights 
And my salvation too ; 
God is my strength ; nor will I fear 
What all my foes can do. 

2 One privilege my heart desires ; 

Oh grant me an abode 
Among the churches of thy saints ^, 
The temples of my God. 

3 There shall I offer my requests, 

And see thy beauty still : 
Shall hear thy messages of love, 
And there inquire thy w^ill. 

4 When troubles rise and storms appearj 

There may his children hide ; 
God has a strong pavilion, where 
He makes my soul abide. 

O Now shall my head be lifted high 
Above my foes around. 
And songs of joy and victory 
Within thy temple sound. 

PSALM 27. 8, 9. 13, 14. second part. C. M. 

Prayer and Hope. 

SOON as I heard my Father say. 
Ye children seek my grace,'' 
My heart replied, without delay, 
ril seek my Father s face/' 

2 Let not thy face be hid from me, 

Nor frown my soul away ; 
God of my life, I fly to thee 
In a distressing day. 

3 Should friends and kindred, near and deaiS 

Leave me to want or die, 



62 PSALM 28. 

My God would make my life his eare,,. 
And all my need supply. 

4 My fainting flesh had died with grief^ 

Had not my sonl believ'd, 
T hy grace would soon provide relief, 
JNor was my hope deceived. 

5 Wait on the Lord, ye trembling saints^ 

And keep your courage up ; 
He'll raise your spirit when it faints, 
And far exceed your hope. 

PSALM. 28. L. M. 

Ptaytr and Praise, to God for Dtliverana from Temptations and Enemits- 

OGOD of grace, my cry attend ! 
Lest, like the sons of guilt become^, 
Beguird by Satan, I descend 

With hopeless wretches to the tomb. 

2 To thee my humble sighs arise : 

My lifted hands wilt thou regard ; 
And let my penitence and cries 
Find in thy house a rich reward. 

3 Oh save my soul from shame and sin ; 

Nor let my heedless footsteps go 
Where hardened wretches swift decline 
Down the broad way to endless wo. 

4 While peace their flattering lips proclaim^ 

And love profess, and hope impart; 
They blast their neighbour s honest fame. 
And wing their arrows to his heart. 

5 But, while they plant the secret snare, 

Thy searching eyes their path regard, 
Thy hands their dreadful doom prepare^ 
And mete their guilt its just reward. 



PSALM 28. 63 

6 Because their hearts thy works despise, 
I I'hy works of wisdom, grace, and power^ 
I Thy hands, regardless of their cries, 
1 Shall sink them, that they rise no more, 
f ^ pause; 
I 7 Blest be the Lord, who heard my prayer^ 
' The Lord, my shield, my help, my song, 
I Who sav'd my sou! from sin and fear, 

And tun'd with praise my thankful tongue. 

8 In the dark hour of deep distress, 

By foes beset, of death afraid. 
My spirit trusted in his grace, 

And sought, and found his heavenly aid. 

9 O blest Redeemer of mankind ! 

Thy Shield, thy saving Strength, shall be 
The shield, the strength of every mind, 
That loves his name, and trusts in thee. 

10 Remember, Lord, thy chosen seed ; 

Israel defend from guilt and wo ; 
Thj^ flock in richest pastures feed. 
And guard their steps from every foe. 

11 Zion exalt; her cause maintain; 

With peace and joy her courts surround ; 
In showers let endless blessings rain. 
And saints eternal praise resound. 

PSALM 28. c. M. 

Prayer and Praise for DtVvf.rancefmm evil Companions. 

TO thee, my King, my God of grace, 
I lift my humble cry. 
Let not my poor, desponding soul 
With impious wretches die. 
2 Withdraw me from the path of guilt, 
Nor let mj soul be join d 
With men of violence and fraud, 
Th' unthankful and unkind. 



ft4 PSALM 29. 

3 With honej'd lips, and guileful tongue. 

They charm the wretch astray, 
And lure his heedless feet to death, 
Along the flowery way. 

4 For me they dug the secret pit, 

And form'd the hidden snare ; 
Thoughtless I followed where they led, 
Nor saw destruction near. 

5 My heart with agonizing praj er 

Besought the Lord to. save ; 
Unseen he seiz'd my trembling hand, 
And brouo;ht me from the o;rave. 

6 He broke the charm which drew my feet 

To darkness and the dead ; 
From lips profane, and tongues impure, 
With quivering steps I fled. 

7 Homeward I flew to find my God, 

And seek his face divine, 
Restor d to peace, to hope, to life. 
To Zion's friends, and mine. 

8 My lips thy wond'rous works shall singj 

My heart adore thy grace ; 
Henceforth be love my sweet employ, 
And all my pleasure praise. 

PSALM 29. L. M. 

storm and Thunder. 

GIVE to the Lord, ye sons of fame, 
Give to the Lord renown and power, 
Ascribe due honours to his name. 
And his eternal might adore. 

2 The Lord proclaims his power aloud 
Over the ocean and the land ; 
His voice divides the wat'ry cloud. 
And lightnings blaze at his command, 



I^SALM 29. 65 

3 He speaks, and tempest, hail, and wind, 

Lay the wide forest bare around ; 
The fearful hart, and frighted hind, 
Leap at the terror of the sound. 

4 To Lebanon he turns his voice. 

And lo, the stately cedars break ; 
The mountains tremble at the noise, 
The valleys roar, the deserts quake. 

5 The Lord sits sov 'reign on the flood, 

The thund'rer reigns for ever king ; 
But makes his church his blest abode, 
Where we his awful glories sing. 

6 In gentler language, there the Lord 

The counsels of his grace imparts : 
Amid the raging storm, his word 

Speaks peace and courage to our hearts. 

PSALM 29. p. M. As the new 50th. Storm and Thunder.. 

YE chiefs, and kings, to God your voices raise, 
To him ascribe the glory, power, and praise. 
The grateful incense of a contrite mind. 
With truth enlighten'd, and by grace refin'd : 
Jehovah speaks ; through heaven his terrors roll, 
And the vast concave shakes from pole to pole. 

2 O'er the dark world, when clouds the sky deform, 
His ear the whirl wirid, and his throne the storm, 
His voice is heard ; astonish'd at the sound, 

Old ocean trembles to his farthest bound ; 

The hard rocks cleave ; the hills in homage nod ; 

And the touch'd earth proclaims the present God. 

3 See groves of cedars lifted to the sky, 
Rent by the flaming blast, in ruin lie ! 
Proud Lebanon, with deep convulsions riven. 
Bends his high cliffs, and owns the voice of heaven ; 
Sad Sirion leaps : his deep foundations shake; 
The valleys heave : The howling deserts quake. 



66 PSALM 30. 

4 There sink the blasted pines, their honours lost; 
There oaks majestic bow their heads in dust; 
The wasted forest opes its dark abodes, 

Shorn all its glories, prostrate all its woods; 
Anew the lightnings blaze ; the thunders roar; 
And shrinking mortals tremble, and adore. 

5 In awful grandeur o'er the boundless- flood 
Thus, thron'd in clouds, the God of thunders rode r 
Dreadful to guilt he reigns for ever king. 

While saints his milder face behold, and wing; 
With gentlest voice he bids their terrors cease. 
And mid the tempest charms their hearts to peace. 

PSALM 30, FIRST r.^RT. L. M. 

Sickness healed, and Sornnv removed 

I WILL extol thee, Lord, on high. 
At thy command diseases fly : 
Who but a God can speak and save 
From the dark borders of the grave ? 

2 Sing to the Lord, ye saints, of his, 
And tell how large his goodness is ; 
Let all your powers rejoice, and bless^ 
While you record his holiness. 

3 His anger but a moment stays ; 
His love is life and length of days : 
Though grief and tears the night employ;^ 
The morning star restores the joy. 

PSALM 30, Ver. 6. second part. L. M. 

Healthy Sickness, and Recovery 

FIRM was my health, my day was bright, 
And I presum'd 'twould ne'er be night ; 
Fondly I said within my heart, 
" Pleasure and peace shall ne'er depart." 

2 But I forgot thine arm was strong, 

Which made my mountain stand so long ; 

Soon as thy face began to hide. 

My health was gone, my comforts died. 



f "PSALM 31. m 

i 

I 3 I cried aloud to thee, my God, 

I What canst thou profit by my blood ? 

Deep in the dust can I declare 
I u 'Y]r^y truth, or sing thy goodness there ? 

! 4 Hear me, O God of grace," I said, 
" And bring me from among the dead 
Thy word rebok'd the pains I felt, 
Thj pard'ning love remov'd my guilt 

• 5 My groans, and tears, and forms of wo^ 
Are turn'd to joy and praises now ; 

I I throw my sackcloth on the ground, 

I And ease and gladness gird me round. 

I 6 My tongue, the glory of my frame. 
Shall ne'er be silent of thy name : 
Thy praise shall sound thro'earth and heav'n^ 
For sickness heal'd, and sins forgiv'n. 

FSALM 31. 5. 13—19. 22, 23. first part. C. M. 

I Delivcravce fr»m Death. 

INTO thy hand O God of truth, 
Mj spirit I commit ; 
Thou hast redeem'd my soul from death. 
And sav'd me from the pit. 

2 The passions of my hope and fear 

Maintained a doubtful strife ; 
While sorrow, pain, and sin conspir'd 
To take away my life. 

3 My times are m thy hand, I criedj 

Though I draw near the dust : 
Thou art the refuge where 1 hide. 
The God in whom I trust. 

4 Oh make thy reconciled face 

Upon thy servant shine. 
And save me, for thy mercy \s sake. 
For I'm entirely thina 

I 



PSALM 31. 



PAUSE. 

5 'Tvvas in my haste my spirit saic|> 
I must despair and die, 
I am cut oft' before thine eyes ; 
But thou hast heard my cry. 
§ Thy goodness, how divinely free 5 
How wondVous is thj grace, 
To those that fear thy majesty. 
And trust thy promises ! 

7 O love the Lord, all ye his saints, 
And sing his praises loud ; 
He'll bend his ear to your complaint^^ 
And recompense the proud. 

PSALM 31. 7—13, 18—21. SECOND part. C. M» 

Deliverance from SlaJider end Reproach. 

MY heart rejoices in thy name, 
My God, my help, my trust; 
Thou hast preserv'd my face from shame, 
Mine honour from the dust. 

2 My life is spent with grief," I cried, 

My years consumed in groans, 
My strength decays, mine eyes are dried, 
And sorrow wastes my bones." 

3 Among mine enemies my name 

Was a mere proverb grown, 
While to my neighbours I became 
Forgotten and unknown. 

4 Slander and fear on ev ry side 

Seiz'd and beset me round, 
I to the throne of grace applied^ 
And speedy rescue found. 

PAUSE. 

5 How great deli v Vance thou hast wrought 

Before the sons of men ! 



The lying lips to silence brought, 
And made their boastings vain ! 

6 Thy children from the strife of tongues 

Shall thy pavilion hide, 
Guard them from infamy and wrongs, 
And crush the sons of pride. 

7 Within thy secret presence. Lord, 

Let me for ever dwell ; 
No fenced city, wall'd and barr'd. 
Secures a saint so well. 

PSALM 32. s. M. 

Forgiveness o/'Sins upon Conf ession. 

OH blessed souls are they 
Whose sins are cover 'd o'er ; 
Divinely blest, to whom the Lord 
Imputes their guilt no more. 

2 They mourn their follies past, 

And keep their hearts with care ; 
Their lips and lives without deceit 
Shall prove their faith sincere. 

3 While I conceal'd my guilt, 

I felt the fest'ring wound, 
Till I confess'd my sins to thee^ 
And ready pardon found. 

4 Let sinners learn to pray, 

Let saints keep near the throne ; 
Our help in times of deep distress, 
Is found in God alone. 

PSALM 32. CM. 

Free Pardon and sinctre Obedience ; or, Conf ession and Forgiveness. 

HAPPY the man to whom his God 
No more imputes his sin. 
But wash'd in the Redeemer's blood 
Hath made his garments clean ! 
6 * 



:o PSALM 32. 

2 Happy beyond expression he 

Whose debts are thus discharg'd ; 
And from the gailty bondage free 
He feels his soul enlarged. 

3 His spirit hates deceit and lies, 

His words are all sincere : 
He guards his heart, he guards his eyes^ 
To keep his conscience clear. 

4 While I my inward guilt supprest, 

No quiet could I find ; 
Thy wrath lay burning in my breast, 
And rack'd my tortur'd mind. 

5 Then I confessed my troubled thoughts^ 

My secret sins reveal'd, 
Thy pard'ning grace forgave my faults^ 
Thy grac^ my pardon seal'd. 

6 This shall invite thy saints to praj ; 

When like a rao-ina; flood 
Temptations rise, our strength and stay 
Is a forgiving God. 

PSALM 32. FIRST PART. L. M. 

Rfj)niiance (irAfrte, Pardon ; or, Jvstification and Sandi/icatiun. 

LEST is the man, for ever blest, 
Whose guilt is pardon'd by his God| 
Whose sins vv^ith sorrow are confess'd. 
And covered with his Saviour's blood. 

2 Blest is the man to whom the Lord 

Imputes not his iniquities ; 
He pleads no merit of reward, 

And not on works, but grace, relies. 

3 From guile his heart and lips are free, 

His humble joy, his holy fear, 
With deep repentance well agree, 
And join to prove his faith sincere. 



PSALM 32, 33. 71 

4 How glorious is that righteousness 
That hides and cancels all his sins ! 
While a bright evidence of grace 

Through his whole life appears andshines^ 

PSALM 32. SECOND PART. L. M. 

A guilty Conscience eased by Confession and Pardon, 

HILE I keep silence and conceal 
My heavy guilt within my heart. 
What torments doth my conscience feel I 
What agonies of inward smart ! 

2 1 spread my sins before the Lord, 
And all my secret faults confess ; 
Thy gospel speaks a pard'ning word, 
Thy holy Spirit seals the grace. 

3 For this shall evVj humble soul 
Make swift addresses to thy seat : 
When floods of huge temptations roll. 
There shall they find a blest retreat. 

4 How safe beneath thy wings I lie, 
When days grow dark, and storms appear! 
And when I walk, thy watchful eye 
Shall guide me safe from ev'ry snare. 

PSALM 33. FIRST PART. C. M. 
Works of Creation and ProvidAnne. 

REJOICE, ye righteous, in the Lor<^^ 
This work belongs to you : 
Sing of his name, his ways, his word. 
How holy 5 just, and true ! 

2 His mercy and his righteousness 

Let heaven and earth proclaim ; 
His works of nature, and of grace 
Reveal his wond'rous name. 

3 His wisdom and almighty word 

The heavenly arches spread ; . 




72 



PSALM 33. 



And by the Spirit of the Lord 
Their shining hosts were made. 

4 He bid the liquid waters flow 

To their appointed deep ; 
The flowing seas their limits know. 
And their own station keep. 

5 Ye tenants of the spacious earth, 

With fear before him stand ; 
He spake, and Nature took its birth. 
And rests on his command. 

6 He scorns the angry nations' rage, 

And breaks their vain designs ; 
His counsel stands through ev'ry age^ 
And in full glory shines. 

PSALM 33.. SECOND PART. C. M. 

Creatures vain, and God All'svfficient. 

BLEST is the nation, where the Lord 
Hath fix'd his gracious throne ; 
Where he reveals his heav'nly word^ 
And calls their tribes his own. 

2 His eyes, with infinite survey, 

The spacious world behold ; 
He form'd us all of equal clay, 
And knows our feeble mould. 

3 Kings are not rescu'd by the force 

Of armies from the grave ; 
Nor speed, nor courage of an horse 
Can the bold rider save. 

4 Vain is the strength of beasts or men, 

To hope for safety thence ; 
But holy souls from God obtain 
A istrong and sure defence. 



PSALM 33. T3 

$ God is their fear, and God their trust; 
When plagues or famine spread^ 
His watchful eye secures the just, 
Among ten thousand dead. 

6 Lord, let our hearts in thee rejoice, 
And bless us from thy throne ; 
For we have made thy word our choice^ 
And trust thy grace alone. 

PSALM 33. As the l}3th Psahn. first part. P.M. 

Works of Creation and Providence. 

YE holy souls in God rejoice, 
Yo ur maker s praise becomes your voice , 
Great is your theme, your songs be new ; 
Sing of his name, his words, his ways. 
His works of nature and of grace, 
How wise and holy, just and true ! 

2 Justice and truth he ever loves, 

And the whole earth his goodness proves^ 

His w^ord the heavenly arches spread ; 
How wide they shine from north to south ! 
And by the spirit of his mouth 
^ Were all the starry armies made. 

3 He gathers the wide flowing seas ; 
Those wat'ry treasures know their place^ 

In the vast ?tore-house of the deep : 
He spake, and gave all nature birth ; 
And fires, and seas^ and heaven, and earthy 

His everlasting orders keep. 

4 Let mortals tremble and adore 
A God of such resistless power. 

Nor dare indulge their feeble rage : 
Vainare their thoughts, and weaktheir hands; 
But his eternal counsel stands, 

And rules the world from age to age. 



74 PSALM 33,34, 

PSALM 33. the 113th Psalm, secoxd part. P. IVI. 

Creatures vain, aiid God A'.l su/ricicuf. 

O HAPPY nation, where the Lord 
Reveals the treasure of bis word, 
And builds his church, his earthly throne ! 
His eye the heathen world surveys, 
He form'd their hearts, he knows their ways^ 
But God their maker is unknown. 

2 Let kings relj upon their host, 

And of his strength the champion boast : 

In vain they boast, in vain rely ; 
In vain we trust the brutal force^ 
Or speed, or courage of an horse. 
To guard his rider, or to fly. 

3 The eye of thy compassion, Lord^ 
Doth more secure defence afford, 

When death or dangers threatening stand : 
Thy watchful eye preserves the just. 
Who make thy name their fear and trusty 

When wars or famine waste the land. 

4 In sickness or the bloody field, 

Thou our Physician, thou our shield : • 
Send us salvation from thj^ throne : 

We wait to see thy goodness shine ; 

Let us rejoice in help divme, 
For all our hope is God alone. 

PSALM 34. FIKST VAllT. L. M. 

God's Care of ihe Saints ; or, Delivtrance by Prayer. 

LORD^ I will bless thee all my days, 
Thy praise shall dwell upon my tongue: 
My soul shall glory in thy grace, 
While saints rejoice to hear the song. 

2 Come, magnify the Lord with me, 
Come, let us all exalt his name : 



PSALM 34. 

1 sought th' eternal God, and he 
Has not expos'd my hope to shame. 

3 I told him all my secret grief. 

My secret groanings reach'd his ears ^; 
He gave my inward pains relief, 
And calm'd the tumult of my fears. 

4 To him the poor lift up their eyes^ 
Their faces feel the heavenlj shine ; 
A beam of mercy from the skies 
Fills them with light and joy divine.„ 

5 His holy angels pitch their tents 
Around the men that serve the Lord; 
Oh fear and love him, all his saints, 
Taste of his grace, and trust his word. 

6 The wild young lions, pinch'd with pain 
And hunger, roar through all the wood; 
But none shall seek the Lord in vain, 
A^or want supplies of real good. 

PSALM 34. 11— 22. SECOND PART. L. M. 

Religious Education ^ -e-r, Iiutructioiis ofPif fy. ^ 

CHILDREN,inyearsandknowledge youngs 
Your parents' hope, your parents' joy. 
Attend the counsels of my tongue. 
Let pious thoughts your minds employ. 

2 If you desire a length of days, 

And peace to crown your mortal statej 
Restrain your feet from impious ways> 
Your lips from slander and deceit. 

3 The eyes of God regard his saints, 
His ears are open to their cries ; 

k He sets his frowning face against 
The sons of violence and lies. 

4 To humble souls and broken hearts 
God with his grace is ever nigh ; 



76 PSALM 34. 

Pardon and hope his love imparts 
"When men in deep contrition lie. 

5 He tells their tears^ he counts their groans, \ 
His Son redeems their souls from death ; 
His spirit heals their broken bones, 
While they in praise employ their breath. 

PSALM 34. 1 — 10. FIRST PART. CM. 
Prayer and Praise for tminenl Deliverance. 

I'LL bless the Lord from day to daj ; 
How good are all his ways ! 
Ye humble souls that use to pray^ 
Come help my lips to praise. 

2 Sing to the honour of his name, 

How a poor suiT'rer cried, 
Nor was his hope expos'd to shame, 
Nor was his suit denied. 

3 When threatening sorrows round me stood^ 

And endless fears arose, 
Like the loud billows of a flood, 
Redoubling all my woes : 

4 I told the Lord mj sore distress, 

With heavy groans and tears ; 
He gave my sharpest torments ease:, 
And silenc'd all my fears. 

PAUSE. 

5 [Oh sinners, come and taste his love^ 

Come, learn his pleasant ways, 
And let your own experience prove 

The sweetness of his grace. 
18 He bids his angels pitch their tents 

Where'er his children dwell ; 
What ills their heav'nly care prevents, 

No earthly tongue can tell.] 



PSALM 34. 7t 

7 [Oh love the. Lord, ye saints of his ; 

His eye regards the just : 
How richly bless'd their portion is 
Who make the Lord their trust! 

8 Young lions, pinch'd with hunger^ roar, 

And famish in the wood ; 
But God supplies his holy poor 
With ev'ry needful good.] 

PSALM 34. li — 22, SEcoKD part. C. M. 

Exhortations to Pcac. and Hulintss. 

COME, children, learn to fear the Lord^ 
And that your days be long 
Let not a false or spiteful word 
Be found upon your tongue. 

2 Depart from mischief, practise love, 

Pursue the works of peace ; 
So shall the Lord your ways approve, 
And set your souls at ease. 

3 His eyes awake to guard the just, 

His ears attend their cry ; 
When broken spirits dwell in dust, 
The God of grace is nigh. 

4 What tho' the sorrows here they taste 

Are sharp and tedious too, 
The Lord who saves them all at last 
Is their supporter now. 

5 Evil shall smite the wicked dead ; 

But God secures his own, 
Prevents the mischief when they slide, 
Or heals the broken bone. 

6 When desolation, like a flood, 

O er the prood sinner rolls, 
Saints find a refuge in their God^ 
For he redeems their souls. 



73 PSALM 35. 

PSALM 35. FIRST TART. C. M. 

Frajier and Faith, of perscadcd Srdnts ; or, Imprecations wixed n'itk €hanhj. 

"^f^OW plead my cause, Almighty God^ 
1 With all the sobs of strife ; 

And fight against the men of blood ; 
Who fight against my life. 

2 Draw out thy spear, and stop their way. 

Lift thine avenging rod : 
But to my soul in mercy saj, 
" I am thy Saviour God." 

3 They plant their snares to catch my feet^ 

And nets of mischief spread ; 
Plunge the destroyers m the pit 
That their own hands have made. 

4 Let foss and darkness hide their wav« 

And slippery be their ground ; 
Thy wrath shall make their lives a prey. 
And all their rage confound. 

5 They fly, like chaff before the wind, 

Before thine angry breath ; 
The angel of the Lord behind 
Pursues them down to deaths 

6 They love the road that leads to hell : 

Then must the rebels die^ 
Whose malice is implacable 
Against the Lord on high. 

7 But if thou hast a chosen few 

Amongst that impious race, 
Divide them from the bloody crew 
By thy surprising grace. 

8 Then will I raise my tuneful voice 

To make thy wonders known : 
In thy salvation I'll rejoice, 
And bless thee for thv own 



PSALM 35, 36. 
PSALM 35. Ver. 12, 13, 14. second part. CM.. 

Love to Enemies: or, the Love of Christ ts Sinners typified in David. 

BEHOLD the love, the geii'rous lova^ 
That holy David shows ; 
Mark how his tender bowels move 
For his afflicted foes, 
'2 When they are sick, his soul complains. 
And seems to feel the smart ; 
The spirit of the gospel reigns, 
And melts his pious heart 

3 How did his flowing tears condole 

As for a brother dead ! 
And fasting mortify'd his soul, 
While for their life he pray'd. 

4 They groanM, and curs'd him on their bed^ 

Yet still he pleads and mourns ; 
And double blessings on his head 
The righteous God returns. 

5 Oh glorious type of heavenly grace! 

Thus Christ the Lord appears ; 
While sinners curse, the Saviour prays^ 
And pities them with tears. 

6 He, the true David, Israel's king, 

Blest and belov'd of God, 
To save ns rebels, dead in sin, 
Paid his own dearest blood„ 

PSALM 36, 5—9. L, M. 

The Perfections and Providence of God ; or. General Providence and Special Grace. 

HIGH in the heav'ns, eternal God, 
Thy goodness in full glory shines ; 
Thy truth shall break through ev ry cloud 
That veils and darkens thy designs. 
2 For ever firm thy justice stands. 
As mountains their foundations keep : 



80 PSALM 36, 

Wise are the wonders of thy haiids^ 
Thy judgments are a mighty deep- 

8 Thy providence is kind and large, 
Both man and beast thy bounty share : 
The whole creation is thy charge^ 
But saints are thy peculiar care. 

4 My God, how excellent thy grace! 
Whence all our hope and comfort springs-: 
The vsons of Adam in distress 

Fly to the shadow of thy wings. 

5 From the provisions of thy house 
We shall be fed with sweet repast; 
There mercy, like a river, flows. 
And brings salvation to our taste. 

n Life, like a fountain rich and free^ 
Springs from the presence of my Lord ; 
And in thy light our souls shall see 
The glories promis'd in thy word. 

PSALM 36. h 2, 5, 6, 7, 9. C. M. 

'Practical Jtheism exposed ; or, the Being and Attributes of God asserted. 

WHILE men grow bold in wicked ways, 
And yet a God they own. 
My heart within me often says, 

" Their thoughts believe there's none." 

2 Their thoughts and ways at once declare 

(Whate'er their lips profess) 
God hath no wrath for them to fear, 
Nor will they seek his grace. 

3 What strange self-flatt'ry blinds their eyes ! 

But there's a hast'ning hour, 
i When they shall see, with sore surprise, 
The terrors of thy power. 

4 Thy justice shall maintain its throne, 

Though mountains melt away 



PSALM 36. 81 

Thy judgments are a world unknown ^ 
A deep, luifathom'd sea. 

5 Above these heav ns created rounds. 

Thy mercies, Lord, extend; 
Thy truth outlives the narrow bounds, 
Where time and nature end- 

6 Safety to man thy goodness bringSj 

Nor overlooks the beast; 
Beneath the shadow of thy wings 
Thy children choose to rest 

7 [From thee, when creature-streams run low, 

And mortal comforts die, 
Perpetual springs of life shall flow, 
And raise our pleasures high. 

8 Though all created light decay^ 

And death close up our eyes, 
Thy presence makes eternal day 
Where clouds can never rise.] 

PSALM 36. 1—7. S. M. 

The JViciednPss of Mav., and the Majesty of God; or, Practical Atheism exposed. 

WHEN man grows bold in sin. 
My heart within me cries. 
He hath no faith of God within^ 
Nor fear before his eyes." 

2 [He walks a while conceard. 

In a self-flatt'rin^>; dream, 
Till his dark crimes, at once reveal 
Expose his hateful name.] 

3 His heart is false and foul, 

His words are smooth and fair; 
Wisdom is banish'd from his soul^ 
And leaves no goodness there. 

4 He plots upon his bed 

New mischiefs to fulfil ; 
7 



82 PSALM S7, 

ije sets his heart, his hand, and head 
To practise all that's ill 

5 But there's a dreadful God, 

Though men renounce his fear ; 
His justice, hid behind the cloud, 
Shall one great day appear. 

6 His truth transcends the sky, 

In heav'n his mercies dwell ; 
Deep as the sea his judgments lie, 
His anger burns to hell. 

7 How excellent his love, 

Whence all our safety springs ! 
Oh never let my soul remove 
From underneath his wings. 

PSALM 37. 1--15. FIRST PART. C. M. 

Tilt Curt of Emnj, FniJubiLss, and Unbelief ; or, the Rewards of the Rigkteotis end iht 
Wicktd ; in, The JVorld^s Hatred, and the 5ci?/{'5 Patience- 

T "^"THY should I vex mv goul, and fret 

V f To see the wicked rise ^ 
Or envy sinners waxing great, 
By violence and lies? 

2 As flow ry grass cut down at noon,. . 

Before, the ev ning fades. 
So shall their glories vanish soon, 
In everlasting shades. 

3 Then let me make the Lord my trust? 

And practise all that's good ; 
So shall I dwell among the just, 
And he'll provide me food. 

' 4 I to my God mj ways commit. 
And cheerful wait his will ; 
Thy hand, which guides my doubtful fe^t;, 
Shall my dessires fulfil. 



PSALM 3T, 83 

5 Mine innocence shalt thou display^ 

And make thy j udgments known. 
Fair as the light of dawning day^ 
And glorious as the noon. 

6 The meek at last the earth possess^, 

x4 nd are the heirs of heav'n ; 
True riches, with abundant peace^ 
To humble souls are giv'n. 

PAUSE. 

7 Rest in the Lord, and keep his way^ 

Nor let your anger rise, 
Though pro vidence should long delay 
To punish haughty vice. 

8 Let sinners join to break your peace, 

And plot, and rage, and foam ; 
The Lord derides them, for he sees 
Their day of vengeance come. 

9 They have drawn out the threatening sword^^ 

Have bent the raurdVous bow. 
To slay the men that fear the Lord, 
And bring the righteous low. 

10 My God shall break their bows, and burn 

Their persecuting darts^ 
Shall their own swords against them turjpi^ 
And pain surprise their hearts. 

PSALM 37. 16,21,26—31. second part. CM. 

Charltu to the Poor ; nr. Religion in Words and Deed. 

WHY do the wealthy wicked boast^ 
And grow profanely bold ? 
The meanest portion of the just 
Excels the sinner's gold. 
2 The v^icked borrows of his friends^ 
But ne'er designs to pay ; 
The saint is merciful and lendS;, 
J Nor turns the poor away; 



84 PSALM 37. 

3 His alms with lib ral heart he gives 

Amongst the sons of need ; 
His mem'ry to long ages lives^ 
And blessed is his seed. 

4 He fears to talk with lips profane^ 

To slander or defraud ; 
His ready tongue declares to men 
What he has learn 'd of God. 

5 The law and gospel of the Lord 

Deep in his heart abide ; 
Led bj the spirit and the word 
His feet shall never slide, 

6 When sinners fall, the righteous stand 

Preserv'd from ev'ry snare ; 
They shall possess the promised land. 
And dwell for ever there. 

PSALM 37. 23—37. third p.art. C. M. 

Tht Wa^j and End of the Righteous ami the JVicked. 

MY God, the steps of pious men 
Are order'd by thy will : 
Though they should fall, they rise again^ 
Thy hand supports them still. 

2 The Lord delights to see their ways, 

Their virtues he approves ; 
He ne'er deprives them of his grace« 
Nor leaves the men he loves. 

3 The heav'nly heritage is theirs, 

Their portion and their home ; 
He feeds them now, and makes them hei 
Of blessinojs lona; to come. 

4 Wait on the Lord, ye sons of men, 

Nor fear when tyrants frown ; 
Ye shall confess their pride was vain^ 
When justice cast them down. 



PSALM 38. 



PAUSE. 

5 The haughty sinner have I seen 
Not fearing man nor God, 
Like a tall bay-tree, fair and green. 
Spreading his arms abroad. 
S And lo, he vanish'd from the ground^ 
Destroyed by hands unseen ; 
Nor root, nor branch, nor leaf was found 
Where ail that pride had been. 
7 But mark the man of righteousness, 
His sev'ral steps attend : 
True pleasure runs through all his ways^ 
And peaceful is his end. 

PSALM 38. c. M. 

yjuilt of Conscience and Relief; or, Reven'.ance and Prater for Pardon and Et^Uh. 

AMID thy wrath remember love;, 
Restore thy servant. Lord, 
Nor let a Father's chast'ning prove 
Like an avenger's sword. 

% Thine arrows stick within my hearty 
My flesh is sorely prest ; 
Between the sorrow and the smart 
My spirit finds no rest. 

3 My sins a heavy load appear, 

And o'er my head are gone ; 
Too heavy for my soul to bear^ 
Too hard for me t' atone. 

4 My thoughts are like a troubled sea^ 

My head still bending down ; 
And I go mourning all the day 
Beneath my father's frown. 

5 Lord, I am weak and broken sore. 

None of my powers are whole : 
The inward anguish malces me roar.. 
The anguish of my sou]. 



8^ PSALM 39, 

6 All my desire to thee is kiiowti. 

Thine eye counts ev'ry tear, 
And ev'ry sigh, and ev ry groan 
Is notic'd by thine ear. 

7 Thou art my God, my only hope ; 

My God will hear my cry, 
My God will bear my spirit up 
When Satan bids me die. 

8 [My foes rejoice to see me slide 

Into the miry pit ; 
They raise their pleasure and their pride, 
When they supplant my feet. 

9 But ril confess my guilt to thee. 

And grieve for all my sin ; 

1 feel how weak my graces be^ 

And beg support divine. 

10 My God, forgive my follies past, 

And be for ever nigh ; 
O Lord of my salvation, haste, 
Before thy servant die.] 

PSALM 39. 1,2, 3. FIRST PART. C. M. 

TVntchfuln(ss over the Tongue ; or, Prudtnce ahd Zeal 

THUS I resolved before the Lord, 
Now will I watch my tongue, 
" Lest I let slip one sinful word, 
" Or do my neighbour wrong.'' 

2 And, if I'm e'er constraint! to stay 

With men of lives profane, 
I'll set a double guard that day, 
Nor let my talk be vain. 

3 I'll scarce allow my lips to speak 

The pious thoughts I feel, 
Lest scoffers should th' occasion take 
To mock my holy zeal. 



PSALM 39. -%4 

4 Yet if some proper hour appear^ 
ril not be over-aw'd, 
But let the scoffing sinners hear 
That I can speak for God. 

PSALM 39. -1, 5, 6, 7. SECOND part, C. 

The Vanity of Man as mortal. 

TEACH me the measure of my days^ 
Thou maker of my frame ; 
I would survey life's narrow space ^ 
And learn how frail I am. 

2 A span is all that we can boast, 

An inch or two of time : 
Man is but vanity and dust 
In all his flower and prime. 

3 See the vain race of mortals move 

Like shadows o'er the plain ; 
They rage and strive, desire and love.^ 
But all their noise is vain. 

4 Some walk in honour's gaudy show, 

Some dig for golden ore, 
They toil for heirs, they know not whe^ 
And strait are seen no more. 

5 What should I wish or wait for then. 

From creatures, earth, and dust? 
They make our expectations vaiu^ 
And disappoint our trust. 

6 Now I forbid my carnal hope^. 

My fond desires recall; 
I give my mortal interest up, 
And make my God my all. 

PSALM 39. 9—13. THIRD PART. C M, 

Sick-Bed Devotion; or Pleading roithout Repining. 

GOD of my life, look gently down, 
Behold the pains I feel ; " 



PSALM 40. 

But I am dumb before thy throne.. 
Nor dare dispute thy will. 

2 Diseases are thy servants. Lord, 

They come at thy command ; 
111 not attempt a murmuring word 
Against thy chast'ning hand. 

3 Yet I may plead, with humble cries, 

Remove thy sharp rebukes : 
My strength consumes, my spirit dies, 
Through thy repeated strokes. 

4 Crush'd as a moth beneath thy hand, 

We moulder to the dust; 
Our feeble powers can ne'er withstand, 
And all our beauty's lost. 

5 [This mortal life decays apace. 

How soon the bubble's broke ! 
Adam, and all his numerous race,. 
Are vanity and smoke ] 

6 I'm but a sojourner below, 

As all my fathers were ; 
May I be well prepar'd to go, 
When I the summons hear ! 

7 But if my life be spar'd a while 

Before my last remove, 
Thy praise shall be my bus'ness still. 
And I'll declare thy love. 

PSALM 40. 1. 2, 3, 5, 17. first part. C. M. 

A Song of Deliverance from great Distress. 

I WAITED patient for the Lord, 
He bow'd to hear my cry ; 
He saw me resting on his word^ 
And brought salvation nigh. 



PSALM 40. sa 

2 He rais'd me from a horrid pit, 

Where mourning long I lay. 
And from my bonds releas'd my feet, 
Deep bonds of miry clay. 

3 Firm on a rock he made me stand, 

And taught my cheerful tongue 
To praise the wonders of his hand. 
In a new thankful song. 

4 ril spread his works of grace abroad ; 

The saints with joy shall hear, 
And sinners learn to make my God 
Their only hope and fear. 

5 How many are thy thoughts of love ! 

Thy mercies, Lord, how great! 
We have not words nor hours enough 
Their numbers to repeat. 

6 When Tm afflicted, poor and low, 

And light and peace depart, 
My God beholds my heavy wo, 
And bears me on his heart 

PSALM 40. 6—9. sE<;oND part, C. M, 

The Incarnation and Sacrifice of Christ. 

THUS saith the Lord, " Your work is vain^ 
^' Give your burnt-offerings o'er, 
" In dying goats and bullocks slain, 
" My soul delights no more.'' 
$ Then spake the Saviour, Lo Fm here, 
My God, to do thy will ; 
Whate'er thy sacred books declare 
" Thy servant shall fulfil. 
S Thy law is ever in my sight, 
I keep it near my heart ; 
Mine ears are open'd with delight 
To what thy lips impart." 



PSALM 40. 

4 And see the blest Redeemer comes, 

Th' eternal Son appears. 
And at th' appointed time assumes 
The body God prepares. 

5 Much he reveal'd his Father s grace^, 

And much his truth he show'd^ 
And preach 'd the way of righteousness 
Where great assemblies stood. 

6 His Father's honour touch 'd his hearty 

He pity'd sinners' cries, 
And to fultil a Saviour s part 
Was made a sacrifice, 

PAUSE. 

7 No blood of beasts on altars shed 

Could wash the conscience clean^ 
But the rich sacrifice he paid 
Atones for all our sin. 

8 Then was the great salvation spread^ 

And Satan's kingdom shook ; 
Thus by the woman's promis'd seed 
The serpent's head was broke. 

PSALM 40. 5—10. L. M. 

Christ our Sacrifice. 

THE wonders, Lord, thy love hath wrought^ 
Exceed our praise, surmount our thought; 
Should I attempt the long detail, 
My speech would faint, my numbers fail. 

2 No blood of beasts on altars spilt, 

Can cleanse the souls of men from guilt; 
But thou hast set before our eyes 
An all-sufficient sacrifice. 

3 In heaven, before his Father s throne^ 
Complacent; smiles th' eternal Son, 



PSALM 4L 91 

And, pleas'd, presents with boundless gi'ace 
Himself, a ransoixi for our race, 

4 Behold I come/' the Saviour cries^ 
With love and dutj in his eyes, 

^' I come to bear the heavy load 

" Of sins, and do thy will, my Godo 

5 Mine ear is open'd to thy voice, 
My heart delighted with thy choice ; 

^' Pleased I assume a fleshly form, 
A-kin to man, that dying worm. 

6 'Tis written in thy great decree, 
" 'Tis in thy book foretold of me, 

I must fulfil the Saviour's part, 
^' And lo ! thy law is in my heart, 

7 " 111 magnify thy holy law, 

" And rebels to obedience draw, 
" When on my cross Fm lifted high, 
Or to my crown above the sky. 

8 ^' The Spirit shall descend and show 

What thou hast done and what I do ; 
The wond ring world shall learn thy grace, 
Thy wisdom and thy righteousness." 

PSALM 41. 1, 2, 3. L. M, 

Charity to the Poor ; or, Pity to the Afflicted. 

BLEST is the man whose bowels move^, 
And melt with pity to the poor, 
Whose soul, by sympathising love, 
Feels what his fellow -saints endure. 

2 His heart contrives for their relief 
More good than his own hands can do ; 
He, in the time of gen ral grief. 

Shall find the Lord has bowels too. 

3 His soul shall live secure on earth, 
With secret blessings on his head, 



92 PSALM 42. 

When drought, and pestilence, and dearth. 
Around him multiply their dead. 

4 Or if he languish on his couch, 
God will pronounce his sins forgiv'n^ 
Will save him with a healing touch, 
Or take his willing soul to heav'n. 

PSALM 42. 1 — 5. FIRST PART. c. M. 

Desertion and Hope ; or. Complaint of Absence from p-abl'ic Worship. 

WITH earnest longings of the mind^ 
Mj God, to thee Hook; 
8o pants the hunted hart to find. 
And taste the cooling brook 

When shall I see thy courts of grace^ 

And meet my God again? 
So long an absence from thy face 

My heart endures with pain, 

3 Temptations vex my weary soul^ 

And tears are my repast ; 
The foe insults without control, 

And where's your God at last?" 

4 'Tis with a mournful pleasure now 

I think on ancient days; 
Then to thy house did numbers go^ 
And all our work was praise. 

6 But why s my soul sunk down so far 
Beneath this heavy load ? 
Why do my thoughts indulge despair, 
And sin against my God ? 

6 Hope in the Lord, whose mighty hand 
Can all thy woes remove; 
For I shall yet before him stand. 
And sing restoring love. 



PSALM 42, 43. -93 

PSALM 42. 6 — 11. SECOND PART. L. M, 

Melancholy Thoughts reproved ; or, Hope in Affliction. 

MY spirit sinks within me, Lord, 
But I will call thy name to mind. 
And times of past distress record. 
When I have found my God was kind. 

2 Huge troubles with tumultous noise 
Swell like a sea, and round me spread ; 
Thy water-spouts drown all my joys, 
And rising waves roll o'er my head. 

3 Yet will the Lord command his love, 
When I address his throne by daj, 
Nor in the night his grace remove ; 
The night shall hear me sing and pray. 

4 rU cast myself before his feet, 

And say, " My God, my heav'nly rock, 

Why doth thy love so long forget 
''^ The soul that groans beneath thy stroke?" 

5 ril chide my heart, that sinks so low. 
Why should my soul indulge her grief? 
Hope in the Lord, and praise him too; 
He is my rest, my sure relief. 

6 Thy light and truth shall guide me still, 
Thy word shall my best thoughts employ^ 
And lead me to thine heav'nly hill^ 

My God, my most exceeding joy^ 

PSALM 43. P. M. As the 148th. 

i complaint mingled with hope, under great trials, particularly, long deteniioa from pub- 
lic rvorship 

MY God, defend my cause 
Against a host of foes ; 
Oh, save me from th' unjust. 
Who triumph in my woes ! 
Why dost thou faint. 
My trembling heart to God impart? 
Thy sad complamt 
8* 



PSALM 4S. 

2 Why dost thou, O mj Shield, 

Desert me, thus forlorn ? 
Whj, hated and oppress'd. 

Thus bid me ceaseless mourn ? 
To God 1 fly ; 
In God ril trust, when low in dust 
My head shall lie. 

3 Now to thy sacred house 

With joy direct my feet, 
Where saints with morning vows 
In full assembly meet. 
Thy power divine 
Shall there be shown, and from thy throne 
Thy mercy shine. 

4 Oh, send thy light abroad ! 

Thy truth with heavenly ray 
Shall lead my soul to God, 
And guide my doubtful way ; 
I'll hear thy word 
With faith sincere, and learn to fear 
And praise the Lord. 

5 There reach thy bounteous hand, 

And all my sorrows heal ; 
There health and strength divine 
Oh, make my bosom feel ! 
Like balmy dew 
Shall Jesus' voice my bones rejoice^ 

My strength renew, 
e Then in thy holy hill 

Before thine altar, Lord, 
My harp and song shall sound 
The glories of thy word. 
Henceforth to thee, 
O God of grace, a hymn of praise 
My life shall be. 



PSALM 44. 



95 



7 My soul, awake to joy, 

And triumph in the Lord, 
My health, my hope, my song. 
And my divine reward. 
Ye fears remove ; 
No more I mourn, but blest return 
To sing his love. 

PSALM 44. 1, 2, 3, 8, 15—26. G. M. 

Tie Church'' s Complaint in Persecution. 

LORD, we have heard thy works of old> 
Thy works of power and grace, 
When to our ears our fathers told 
The wonders of their days. 

2 How thou didst build thy churches here^ 

And make thy gospel known ; 
Among them did thine arm appear, 
Thy light and glory shone. 

3 In God they boasted all the day, 

And in a cheerful throng 
Did thousands meet to praise and pray. 
And grace was all their song, 

4 But now our souls are seiz'd with sharae^ 

Confusion fills our face, 
To hear the enemy blaspheme. 
And fools reproach thy grace. 

5 Yet have we not forgot our God, 

Nor falsely dealt with heav'n ; 
Nor have our steps declined the road 
Of duty thou hast given: 

6 Though dragons all around us roar 

With their destructive breath. 
And thine own hand has bruis'd us sore^ 
Hard by the gates of death. 



96 



PSALM 45. 



PAUSE. 

7 We are exposed all day to die. 

As martyrs for thy cause ; 
As sheep for slaughter bound we lie. 
By sharp and bloody laws. 

8 Awake, arise, almighty Lord, 

Why sleeps thy wonted grace ? 
Why should we look like men abhorr'd. 
Or banish 'd from thy face ? 

9 Wilt thou for ever cast us off. 

And still neglect our cries ? 
For ever hide thy heav'nly love 
From our afflicted eyes ? 

10 Down to the dust our souls are bow'd, 

And die upon the ground ; 
Rise for our help, rebuke the proud. 
And all their powers confound. 

11 Redeem us from perpetual shame, 

Our Saviour and our God ; 
We plead the honours of thy name. 
The merits of thy blood. 

PSALM 45. s. M. 

The Glory of Christ, the Success of the Gospel, and the Gentile Church- 

MY Saviour and my King, 
Thy beauties are divine ; 
Tliy lips with blessings overflow. 
And evVy grace is thine. 

2 Now make thy glory known. 

Gird on thy dreadful sword, 
And ride in majesty to spread 
The conquests of thy word. 

3 Strike through thy stubborn foes, 

Or melt their hearts t' obey, 



! PSALM 45. &7 

' While justice, meekness, grace and truth 
Attend thy glorious way. 

4 Thy laws, O God, are right, 

Thy throne shall ever stand ; 
And thy victorious gospel prove 
A sceptre in thy hand. 

5 [Thy Father and thy God 

Hath, without measure, shed 
His spirit, like a joyful oil 
T' anoint thy sacred head. 

6 Behold at thy right hand 

The Gentile church is seen, 
Like a fair bride in rich attire, 
And Princes guard the Queen.] 

7 Fair bride, receive his love, 

Forget thy father's house ; 
Forsake thy gods, thy idol gods., 
And pay thy Lord thy vows. 

8 Oh let thy God and King 

Thy sweetest thoughts employ ; 
Thy children shall his honour sing, 
In palaces of joy. 

PSALM 45. CM. 

The Personal Glories and Government of Christ 

I'LL speak the honours of my King, 
His form divinely fair ; 
None of the sons of mortal race 
May with the Lord compare. 

2 Sweet is thy speech, and heav'nly grace 

Upon thy lips is shed ; 
Thy God, with blessings infinite, 
Hath crown'd th}^ sacred head. 

3 Gird on thy sword, victorious Prince. 
Ride with majestic sway ; 



98 PSA.LM: 45. 

Thy terror shall strike through thy foes, 

And niake the world obev. 

%j 

4 Thy throne, O God, for ever stands. 

Thy word of grace shall prove 
A peaceful sceptre in thy hands^ 
To ruie thj saints by love. 

5 Justice and truth attend thee still , 

But mercy is thy choice : 
And God, thy God, thy soul shall fill 
With most peculiar joys. 

PSALM 45. FIRST PART. L. BI. 



Tht Glory nf Chriit, and Porver of his Gospel. 




Jesus the Lord; how heav'nly fair 
His form ! how bright his beauties are ! 



2 O er all the sons of human race 
He shines with a superior grace ; 
Love from his lips divinely flows, 
And blessings all his state compose. 

3 Dress thee in arms, most mighty Lord, 
Gird on the terror of thy sword ; 

In majesty and glory ride 

With truth and meekness at thy side. 

4 Thine anger, like a pointed dart, 
Shall pierce the foes of stubborn heart ; 
Or words of mercy kind and sweet 
Shall melt the rebels at thy feet. 

5 Thy throne, O God, for ever stands, 
Grace is the sceptre in thy hands ; 
Thy laws and works are just and right. 
Justice and grace are thy delight. 

6 God, thine own God, has richly shed 
His oil of gladness on thy head ; 



PSALM 46. 99 

And with his sacred spirit bless 'd 
His first-born Son above the rest. 

PSALM 45. SECOND PART. L. M. 
Christ and his Church ; or, the Mystical Marriage. 

THE King of saints, how fair his face^ 
Adorn'd with majesty and grace ! 
He comes with blessings from above^ 
And wins the nations to his love. 

2 At his right hand our eyes behold 
The Queen array 'd in purest gold; 
The world admires her heav'nly dress ; 
Her robe of joy and righteousness. 

3 He forms her beauties like his own, 
He calls and seats her near his throne ; 
Fair stranger, let thy heart forget 
The idols of thy native state. 

4 So shall the King the more rejoice 
In thee, the fav'rite of his choice ; 
Let him be lov'd, and yet ador'd, 
For he's thy Maker and thy Lord. 

5 Oh happy hour, when thou shalt rise 
To his fair palace in the skies, 

And all thy sons (a num'rous train) 
Each like a prince in glory reign. 

6 Let endless honours crown his head ; * 
Let ev'ry age his praises spread ; 
While we with cheerful songs approve 
The condescension of his love. 

PSALM 46. FIRST PART. L. M. 

The Church''s Safet]/ and Triumph amid National DesoJaiions, 

GOD is the refuge of his saints, 
When storms of sharp distress invade; 
Ere we can offer our complaints, 
Behold him present with his aid. 



100 PSALM 46, 

2 Let mountains from their seats be hurrd 
Down to the deep^ and buried there ; 
Convulsions shake the solid world, 
Our faith shall never yield to fear. 

3 Loud may the troubled ocean roar^ 
In sacred peace our souls abide, 
While ev'ry nation, ev'ry shore 
Trembles, and dreads the swelling tide. 

4 There is a stream, whose gentle flow 
Supplies the city of our God ! 

Life, love, and joy still gliding through, 
And wat'ring our divine abode. 
3 That sacred stream, thy holy word, 
Our grief allays, our fear controls ; 
Sweet peace thy promises afford, 
And give new strength to fainting souk, 

6 Zion enjoys her Monarch's love, 
Secure against a threatening hour ; 
Nor can her firm foundations move, 
Built on his truth, and arm'd with powey. 

PSALM 46. SECOND PART. L. M. 
God fights for his Church. 

LET Zion in her King rejoice, 
Tho' tyrants rage, and kingdoms rise 
He utters his almighty voice. 
The nations melt, the tumult dies. 

2 The Lord of old for Jacob fought, 
And Jacob s God is still our aid ; 
Behold the works his hand hath wrought;^ 
What desolations he hath made ! 

3 From sea to sea, through all the shores^ 
He makes the noise of battle cease ; 
When from on high his thunder roars, 
He awes the trembling world to peace. 



PSALM 47. 101 

4 He breaks the bow^ he cuts the spear, 
Chariots he burns with heav'nly flame ; 
Keep silence, all the earth, and hear 
The sound and glory of his name. 

5 " Be still, and learn that I am God, 
" ril be exalted o er the lands, 

I will be known and fear'd abroad, 
" But still my throne in Zion stands." 

6 O Lord of hosts, almighty King, 
While we so near thy presence dwell, 
Our faith shall sit secure and sing, 
Defiance to the gates of hell. 

PSALM 47. CM. 

Christ Ascending and ReAgning. , 

OH for a shout of sacred joy 
To God, the so v 'reign King! 
Let ev'ry land their tongues employ. 
And hymns of triumph sing. 

2 Jesus, our God, ascends on high; 

His heav'nly guards around 
Attend him rising thro' the sky. 
With trumpet's joyful sound. 

3 While Angels shout and praise their King 

Let mortals learn their strains ; 
Let all the earth his honours sing ; 
O'er all the earth he reigns. 

4 Rehearse his praise with awe profound, 

Let knowledge lead the song ; 
Nor mock him with a solemn sound 
Upon a thoughtless tongue. 

5 In Israel stood his ancient throne, 

He lov'd that chosen race ; 
But now he calls the world his own, 
And heathens taste his grace. 



102 PSALM 48. 

6 These western climes are all the Lord's^ 
Here Abraham s God is known ; 
While powers and princes, shields andswords. 
Submit before his throne. 

PSALM 48. 1—8. FIRST PART. S. M. 
The Church is the Honour and Safety of a Nation. 

[/^ REAT is the Lord our God, 
VJ And let his praise be great ; 
He makes his churches his abode^ 
His most delightful seat. 

2 These temples of his grace, 

How beautiful they stand ! 
The honours of our native place^ 
And bulwarks of our land.] 

3 In Zion God is known 

A refuge in distress ; 
How bright hath his salvation shone t 
Through all her palaces ? 

4 When kings against her join'd, 

And saw the Lord was there. 
In wild confusion of the mind 
They fled with hasty fear. 

5 When navies, tall and proud, 

Attempt to spoil our peace, 
He sends his tempest roaring loud. 
And sinks them in the seas. 

6 Oft have our fathers told, 

Our eyes have often seen, 
How well our God secures the fold 
Where his own sheep have been. 

7 In ev ry new distress 

We'll to his house repair. 
We'll think upon his wond rous grace*. 
And seek deliverance there. 



PSALM 48, 49. 103 

PSALM 48. 10—14, SECOND PART. S. M. 
The Btaubj of the Church ; or, Gospel fVorship and Order* 

FAR as thy name is known 
The world declares thy praise ; 
Thy Saints^ O Lord, before thy throne 
Their songs of honour raise. 

2 With joy let Judah stand 

On Zion's chosen hill, 
Proclaim the wonders of thy hand^ 
And counsels of thy w ill. 

3 Let strangers walk around 

The city where we dwell, 
Compass and view thy holy ground^ 
And mark the building well : 

4 The orders of thy house, 

The worship of thy court, 
The cheerful songs, the solemn vows ; 
And make a fair report. 

5 How decent and how wise! 

How glorious to behold ! 
Beyond the pomp that charms the eyes, 
And rites adorn'd with gold. 

6 The God we worship now 

Will guide us till we die ; 
Will be our God while here below, 
And ours above the sky. 

PSxVLM 49. 6—14. FIRST PJLRT. C. M. 

Pride and Death : or. the Vanity of Life and Riches. 

^'AJ'HY doth the man of riches grow 

V ? To insolence and pride. 
To see his wealth and honours flow 
With ev'ry rising tide ? 

2 [Why doth he treat the poor with scorn 
Made of the self- same clay. 



PSALM 49. 

And boast as though his flesh were bom 
Of better dust than they ?] 

Not all his treasures can procure 

His soul a short reprieve, 
Redeem from death one guiltj hour. 
Or make his brother live. 

4 [Life is a blessing, can't be sold^ 

The ransom is too high ; 
Justice will ne'er be brib'd with gold. 
That man may never die.] 

5 He sees the brutish and the wise, 

The tim'rous and the brave, 
Quit their possessions, close their eyes, 
And hasten to the grave. 

6 Yet, 'tis his inward thought and pride, 

" My house shall ever stand ; 
And that my name may long abide 
I'll give it to my land." 

7 Vain are his thoup-hts Kic J^q;)-- are lost 

How soon his mem'ry dies ! 
His name is written in the dust^ 
Where his own carcass lies. 

PAUSE. 

8 This is the folly of their way, 

And yet their sons as vain 
Approve the words their fathers say, 
And act their works again. 

9 Men void of wisdom and of grace. 

If honour raise them high, 
Live like the beasts a thoughtless race/ 
And like the beast they die. 
10 [Laid in the grave, like silly sheep, 
Death feeds upon them there, 



104 

3 



PSALM 49. 105 

Till the last trumpet breaks their sleep 
In terror and despair.] 

PSALM 49. 14> 15. SECOND part. CM. 



Death and the Resurrection, 



YE sons of pride, that hate the just, 
And trample on the poor, 
When death has brought you down to dust, 
Your pomp shall rise no more. 

2 The last great day shall change the scene ; 

When will that hour appear ? 
When shall the just revive, and reign 
O er all that scorn 'd them here? 

3 God will my naked soul receive, 

When separate from the flesh ; 
And break the prison of the grave, 
To raise my bones afresh. 

4 Heav n is my everlasting home, 

Th' inheritance is sure ; 
Let men of pride their rage resume. 
But ril repine no more. 

PSALM 49. L. M. 

Tie ric'i Siiintr^s Deathman! t/ie S'/'ti!'.? Hesn-rection. 

WHY do the proud insult the poor, 
And boast the large estates they have? 
How vain are riches to secure 
Their haughty owners from the grave! 

2 They can't redeem one hour from death 
With all the wealth in which they trust; 
Nor give a dying brother breath, 
When God commands him down to dust 

3 There the dark earth and dismal shade 
Shall clasp their naked bodies round ; 
That flesh, so delicately fed, 

Lies cold, and moulders in the ground 
9 * 



106 PSALM 50. 

4 Like thoughtless sheep the sinner dies^ 
Laid in the grave for worms to eat : 
The saints shall in the morning rise. 
And find th' oppressor at their feet. 

3 His honours perish in the dust. 

And pomp and beauty, birth and blood; 
That glorious day exalts the just 
To fall dominion o'er the proud. 

6 My Saviour shall my life restore, 
And raise me from my dark abode ; 
My flesh and soul shall part no more;> 
But dwell for ever near my God. 

PSALM 50. Fer. 1—6. first part. C. BL 

The last Judgment ; or, the Saiiits rewarded. 

THE Lord, the Judge, before his throne 
Bids the whole earth draw nigh, 
The nations near the rising sun, 
And near the western sky. 

2 No more shall bold blasphemers say, 

Judgment will ne'er begin 
No more abuse his long delay 
To impudence and sin. 

3 Thron'd on a cloud our God shall come. 

Bright flames prepare his way, 
Thunder and darkness, fire and storm 
Lead on the dreadful day. 

4 Heav'n from above his call shall hear, 

Attending Angels come, 
And earth and hell shall know and fear 
His justice and their doom. 

5 " But gather all my saints," he cries, 

" That made their peace with God 
^' By the Redeemer's sacrifice, 
And seal'd it with his blood. 



PSALM 50. 



107 



6 ^' Theirfaith and works, brought forth to light, 
" Shall make the world confess 
My sentence of reward is right, 
" And heav'n adore mj grace/' 

PSALM 50. Ver. 10, 11, 14, 15, 23. second part. CM. 

Obedience is better than Sacrifice. 

THUS saith the Lord, " The spacious fields^ 
And flocks and herds are mine^ 
" O'er all the cattle of the hills 
" I claim a right divine. 

2 I ask no sheep for sacrifice, 
^^Nor bullocks burnt with fire : 

" To hope and love, to pray and praise^. 
Is all that I require. 

3 Call upon me when trouble's near, 

My hand shall set thee free ; 
" Then shall thy thankful lips declare 
" The honour due to me. 

4 The man that offers humble jpraise, 
" He glorifies me best ; 

And those that tread my holy ways, 
Shall my salvation taste." 

PSALM 50. Ver. 1, 5, y, 16, 21, 22. third part. C. M. 

The Judgment of Hypocrites. 

WHEN Christ to judgment shall descend^ 
And saints surround their Lord^ 
He calls the nations to attend, 
And hear his awful word. 

2 Not for the want of bullocks slain 
" Will I the world reprove ; 
Altars and rites, and forms are vain 
Without the fire of love. 



108 PSALM 50. 

3 And what have hypocrites to do 
^' To bring their sacrifice ? 

They call my statutes just and true^ 
But deal in theft and lies. 

4 Could you expect to scape my sight. 

And sin without control ? 
But I shall bring your crimes to light. 
With anguish in your soul." 

5 Consider, ye that slight the Lord, 

Before his wrath appear ; 
If once you fall beneath his sword, 
There's no deliverer there. 

PSALM 50. L. M. 

Hiipocrisy exposfd. 

THE Lord, the Judge, his churches warns, 
Let hypocrites attend and fear, 
Who place their hope in rites and forms, 
But make not faith nor love their care. 

2 Vile wretches dare rehearse his name 
With lips of falsehood and deceit ; 
A friend or brother they defame, 
And soothe and flatter those they hate. 

8 They watch to do their neighbours wrong, 
Yet dare to seek their Maker s face ; 
They take his cov nant on their tongue, 
But break his laws, abuse his grace. 

4 To heav'n they lift their hands unclean, 
Defird with lust, defil'd with blood ; 
By night they practise ev'ry sin. 

By day their mouths draw near to God. 

5 And while his judgments long delay, 
They grow secure and sin the more ; 
They think he sleeps as well as they^ 
And put far ofl'the dreadful hour. 



PSALM 50. 109 

6 Oh dreadful hour! when God draws near, 
And sets their crimes before their eyes ! 
His wrath their guilty souls shall tear, 
And no deliverer dare to rise. 

PSALM 50. To a new Tune. 

The last Judgment 

THE Lord, the sov'reign sends his summons forth;, 
Calls the south nations, and awakes the north; 
From east to west the sounding orders spread 
Thro' distant worlds and regions of the dead ; 
No more shall atheists mock his long delay ; 
His vengeance sleeps no more ; behold the day! 

2 Behold the Judge descends! his guards are nigh. 
Tempest and fire attend him down the sky ; 
Heav'n, earth, and hell draw near ; let all things come 
To hear his justice and the sinner's doom ; 

" But gather first my saints (the Judge commands). 
Bring them, ye Angels, from their distant lands. 

3 Behold, my cov'nant stands for ever good, 
55?,!'d by th' eternal sacrifice in blood, . 

And sign'd with all their names ; the Greek, the Jew, 
That paid the ancient worship or the new : 
There's no distinction here, come spread their thrones, 
And near me seat my fav'rites and my sons. 

4 " 1, their almighty Saviour and their God, 

I am their Judge; ye heav'ns proclaim abroad 
My just, eternal sentence, and declare 
Those awfijl truths, that sinners dread to hear: 
Sinners in Zlon, tremble and retire; 
I doom thee, painted hypocrite, to fire. 

5 " Not for the want of goats or bullocks slain 
Do 1 condemn thee ; bulls and goats are vain 
Without the flames of love ; in vain the store 
Of brutal ofF'rings that were mine before ; 
Mine are the tamer beasts and savage breed. 
Flocks, herds, and fields, and forests where they feed. 



110 PSALM 50. 

6 " If I were hungry, would 1 ask thee food ? 
When did 1 thh'st, or drink thy bullock's blood ,? 
Can I be flatter'd with thy cringing bows, 

Thy solemn chatt'rings and fantastic vows ? 
Are my eyes charm'd thy vestments to behold, 
Glaring in gems, and gay in woven gold ? 

7 "Unthinking wretch! how couldsttbou hope to please 
A God, a Spirit, with such toys as these? 

While with my grace and statutes on thy tongue 
Thou lov'st deceit, and dost thy brother wrong ; 
In vain to pious forms thy zeal pretends. 
Thieves and adult'rers are thy cliosen friends. 

8 " Silent 1 waited with long-suff Ving love, 

But didst thou hope that i should ne'er reprove? 
And cherish such an impious thought within, 
That God, the righteous, would indulge thy sin ? 
Behold my terrors now; my thunders roll, 
And thy own crimes affright thy guilty soul." 

9 Sinners, awake betimes ; ye fools, be wise ; 
Awake before this dreadful morning rise ; 
Change your vain tho'ts, your crooked works amend ; 
Fly to the Saviour, make the Judge your friend; 
Lest, like a Hon, his last vengeance tear 

Your trembling souls, and no deliv'rer near. 

PSALM 50. To the old proper Tune. 

Tht last Judgmtnt. 

THE God of glory sends his summons forth, 
Calls the south nations and awakes the north ; 
From east to west the sovereign orders spread, 
Thro' distant worlds and regions of the dead, 

Tbe trumpet sounds, hell trembles, heav'n rejoices; 
Lift up your heads, ye saints, with cheerful voices. 
2 No more shall atheists mock his long delay ; 
His vengeance sleeps no more; behold the day! 
Behold, the Judge descends ; his guards are nigh; 
Tempest and fire attend him down the sky. 

When God appears, all nature shall adore him : 
While sinners tremble, saints rejoice before him. 



PSALM 50. Ill 

3 " Heaven, earth, and hell draw near ; let all things 
" To hear my justice and the sinner's doom ; [come 
" But gather first my saints (the Judge commands) 
" Bring them, ye angels, from their distant lands." 

When Christ returns, wake ev'ry cheerful passion ; 
And shout, ye saints, he comeS for your salvation. 

4 " Behold my cov'nant stands for ever good, 
" Seal'd by th' eternal sacrifice in blood, 

And sign'd with all their names, the Greek, the Je\^ 
That paid the ancient worship or the new." 
There's no distinction here ; join all your voices, 
And raise your heads, ye saints, for heav'n rejoices. 

5 " Here (saith the Lord) ye angels spread their 

thrones. 

And near me seat my favom^tes and my sons ; 
" Come, my redeem'd, possess the joys prepar'd 
" Ere time begun ; 'tis your divine reward.'^ 

When Christ returns, wake every cheerful passion; 

And shout, ye saints, he comes for your salvation. 

6 " 1 am the Saviour, I the almighty God, 

PAUSE THE FIRST. 

" 1 am the Judge : Ye heavens proclaim abroad 
''My just, eternal sentence, and declare 
" Those awful truths that sinners dread to hear." 
When God appears all nature shall adore him, 
While sinners tremble, saints rejoice before him. 

7 " Stand forth, thou bold blasphemer, and profane, 
Now feel my wrath, nor call my threat'nings vain ; 
Thou hypocrite, once drest in saint's attire, 

1 doom thee, painted hypocrite, to fire." 
Judgment proceeds, hell trembles, heav'n rejoices : 
Lift up your heads, ye saints, with cheerful voices.- 

8 '•^ Not for the want of goats or bullocks slain 
" Do I condemn thee ; bulls and goats are vain 
" Without the flames of love ; in vain the store 
'• Of brutal off 'rings that were mine before." 

Earth is the Lord's, all nature shall adore him ; 
While sinners tremble, saints rejoice before him. 



112 PSALM 50. 

9 " If I were hungry, would I ask thee food ? 

" When did 1 thirst, or drink thy ballock's blood ? 
" Mine are the tamer beasts and savage breed, 
" Flocks, herds, and fields, and forests where they 
feed:" 

All is the Lord's ; he rules the wide creation ; 
Gives sinners vengeance, and the saints salvation. 

10 " Can I be flatter'd with thy cringing bows, 
Thy solemn chatt'rings and fantastic vows ? 

" Are my eyes charm'd thy vestments to behold, 
Glaring in gems, and gay in woven gold ?" 
God is the judge of hearts, no fair disguises 
Can screen the guilty when his vengeance rises. 

PAUSE THE SECOND 

11 "Unthinking wretch ! how couldst thou hope to 
" A God, a Spirit, with such toys as these ? [please 

While with my grace and statutes on thy tongue 
^ Thou lov'st deceit and dost thy brother wrong," 
Judgment proceeds, hell trembles, heav'n rejoices ; 
Lift up your heads, ye saints, with cheerful voices. 

12 "In vain to pious forms thy zeal pretends; 

" Thieves and adult'rers are thy chosen friends ; 
While the false flatt'rer at my altar waits, 

" His hardened soul divine instruction hates." 
God is the judge of hearts, no fair disguises 
Can screen the guilty when his vengeance rises, 

13 " Silent I waited with long-suff 'ring love; 

" But did'st thou hope that I should ne'er reprove P 
" And cherish such an impious thought within, 
« That the All-Holy would indulge thy sin ?" 

See, God appears, all nature joins t' adore him, i 
Judgment proceeds, and sinners fall before him- 

14 " Behold my terrors now ; my thunders roll ; 
" And thy own crimes affright thy guilty soul ; 
"Now like a lion shall my vengeance tear 

" Thy bleeding heart, and no deliv'rer near." 

Judgment concludes, hell trembles, heav'n rejoices; 
Lift up your heads, ye saints, with cheerful voices. 



PRALM 51. lis 

EPIPHONEMA. 

15 " Shiners, awake betimes ; ye fools, be wise; 

wake before this dreadful morning rise ; 
"Change your vain thoUs, your crooked works amend, 
^^Fly to tlie Saviour, make the Judge your friend 
Then join the saints, wake ev'ry cheerful passion 2 
When Christ returns, he comes for your salvaiiorL 

PSALM 51. FIRST PART. L. M. 

A Penitent pleading fi,r Pardon. 

SHEW pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive, 
Let a repenting rebel live ; 
Are not thj mercies large and free ? 
May not a sinner trust in thee ? 

2 My crimes are great, but don't surpass 
The power and glory of thy grace; 
Great God, thy nature hath no bound.. 
So let thy pard'ning love be found. 

3 Oh wash my soul from evVy sin, 

And make my guilty conscience clean ; 
Here on mj heart the burden lies, 
And past offences pain mine eyes. 

4 My lips with shame my sins confess, 
Against thy law, against thy grace ; 
Lord, should thy judgment grow severe, 
I am condemn'd, but thou art clear. 

5 Should sudden vengeance seize my breath, 
I must pronounce thee just in death ; 
And if ray soul were sent to helL 

l^hy righteous law approves it well. 

6 Yet save a trembling sinner. Lord, 
Whose hope, still hov'ring round thy word. 
Would light on some sweet promise there. 
Some sure support against despair. 



114 PSALM 51. 

PSALM 51. SECOND VART. L. M, 

Original and cctua' Sin confessed- 

LORD, I am vile, conceiv'd in sin, 
And born unbol}^ and unclean ; 
Sprung from the man whose guilty fall 
Corrupts his race, and taints us all. 

2 Soon as we draw our infant breath, 
The seeds of sin grow up for death ; 
Th)^ law demands a perfect heart ; 
But we're defil'd in ev'ry part. 

3 [Great God, create my heart a-new, 
And form my spirit pure and true ; 
Oh make me wise betimes to see 
My danger and my remedy.] 

4 Behold, I fall before thy face ; 
My only refuge is thy grace ; 

No outward forms can make me clean : 
The leprosy lies deep within. 

5 No bleeding bird, nor bleeding beast, 
Nor hyssop-branch, nor sprinkling priest, 
Nor running brook, nor flood, nor sea, 
Can w^ash the dismal stain away. 

6 Jesus, my God, thy blood alone 
Hath power sufficient to atone ; 

Thy blood can make me white as snow ; 
No Jewish types could cleanse me so. 

7 While guilt disturbs and breaks my peace^ 
Nor flesh nor soul hath rest or ease; 
Lord, let me hear thy pard'ning voice: 
And make my broken bones rejoice. 

PSALM 51. THIRD PART. L. M. 

Tht. Barksh'dc^ resfnnd ; fr, Rcpcdanca and Faith in the Blood of Christ. 

OTHOU that hear'st when sinners cry, 
Though all my crimes before thee lie, 



PSALM 51. 115 

Behold them not with angry look^ 
But blot their mem ry from thy book, 
'2 Create my nature pure within. 
And form my soul averse to sin : 
Let thj good spirit ne'er depart. 
Nor hide thy presence from my heart 

3 I cannot live without thy light. 

Cast out and banish'd from thv sio'bt : 
Thy holy joys, my God, restore, 
And g:uard me, that I fall no more. 

4 Though I have griev'd thy spirit, Lord, 
His help and comfort stili afford, 

And let a wretch come near thy throne. 
To plead the merits of th}^ Son. 

5 A broken heart, my God, my King, 
Is ail the sacrifice I bring ; 

The God of grace will ne'er despise 
A broken heart for sacrifice. 

6 My soul lies humbled in the dust, 
And owns thy dreadful sentence just ; 
Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye^ 
And save the soul condemn'd to die. 

7 Then will I teach the world thy ways : 
Sinners shall learn thy so v 'reign grace; 
I'll lead them to my Saviour's bloody 
And they shall praise a pard'ning God. 

8 O may thy love inspire my tongue ! 
Salvation shall be all my song ; 
And all my powers shall join to bless 
The Lord, my strength and righteousness^ 

PSALM 51. 1_]3. rrRST part. C. M. 

O^^iina^ and udual Sin confessed and pnrdontd 

IOR.D, I would spread my sore distress 
And guilt before thine eyes ; 



na PSALM 51. 

Against thy laws, against thj grace/ 
How high my crimes arise ! 

'2 Should St thou condemn my soul to hell. 
And crush my flesh to dust, 
Heav'n would approve thy vengeance well; 
And earth must own it just. 

§ I from the stock of Adam came, 
Unholy and unclean ; 
All my original is shame. 
And all my nature sin. 

1 Born in a world of guilt, I drew 
Contagion with my breath ; 
And as my days advanc'd, I grew 
A juster prey for death. 

5 Cleanse me, O Lord, and cheer my soul 
With thy forgiving love ; 
Oh make my broken spirit whole^ 
And bid my pains remove- 

Q Let not thy spirit quite depart, 
Nor drive me from thy face ; 
Create anew my vicious heart. 
And fill it with thy grace. 

7 Then will I make thy mercy known • 
Before the sons of men ; 
Backsliders shall address thy throne, 
And turn to God again. 

PSALM 51. 14—17. SECOND PART. CM. 
Repentance anil Faith in the Blood of Christ. 

GOD of mercy, hear my call, 
My load of guilt remove, 
Break down this separating wall 
That bars me from thy love 



o 



PSALM 52. 117 

2 Give me the presence of thy grace. 
Then my rejoichig tongue 

Shall speak aloud thy righteousness^ 
And make thy praise my song. 

3 No blood of goats nor heifer slain. 
For sin could e'er atone ; 

The death of Christ shall still remain 
Sufficient and alone. 

4 A soul opprest with sin's desert 
My God will ne'er despise ; 

A humble groan, a broken heart 
Is our best sacrifice. 

PSALM 52. L. M- 

The Pride, Folly, and miserable End or the JVic^ad ; t spec-ally of Infidels. 

IJHY do the wicked boast of sin, 

And steel their hearts against the Lord ? 
His goodness shall for ever shine ; 
For ever stand his holy word. 

2 Their thoughts all subtleties devise ; 

Their tongues are edg'd like razors keen 
Their fairest tales are flattering lies. 
By youth and innocence unseen. 

3 Their hearts delight in guile and wrong. 

In truth perplex 'd, and souls o'erthrown 
■Hence scorn and falsehood rule their tongue 
And hence their feet to mischief run. 

4 [Thy law and gospel they despise ; 

Vain of their taunts, of madness proud; 
Too rich thy grace to seek, or prize. 
To bow too lofty, e'en to God. 

5 From ancient days," w ith scoffs they cry 
^' All thiogstheir steadfastcourse maintain 

10 * 



lis PSALM 53. 

" We see no God in earth, or sky, 

^' And find his boasted promise vain.*^*] 

6 Like raging fire thy wrath shall burn ; 

Thy bosom sweep them to the grave ; 
Their branch, their root, thy hand o'erturn^ 
And not a friend be found to save. 

7 Their end the righteous shall behold. 

And say with an indignant smile. 
These are the worshippers of gold, 
The sons of violence and guile. 

8 They plac'd their hopes in glittering dust, 

Chain'd to the earth, and glued to sin; 
But scorn'd to make the Lord their trust, 
Nor form'd a wish for life divine." 

9 [Down to the grave the wretches go, 

By worms consumed, to ruin driven, 
Their spirits haste to endless wo, 
And find no entrance into heaven. 

10 Then shall their joys revive no more, 

Like dreams dissolv'd in fleeting air ; 
Their flatteries and their boasts be o'er^ 
And hopes all vanish in despair.] 

11 But in thy courts will I be seen. 

Growing in faith and hope, and love; 
Like olives fair, and fresh, and green, 
And ripening for the world above. 

12 There will 1 learn thy glory, Lord, 

And songs for all thy goodness raise ; 
There will I wait to hear thy word. 

While listening saints approve thy praise. 

PSALM 53. 4—6. C. M. 

VictoTV and Deliverance from. Persecution. 

A RE all the foes of Zion fools 
Who thus devour her saints ? 

* 2 Pel lii. 4. t See Biuup Home's Covment-. 



PSALM 53. 119 

Do they not know their Saviour rules, 
And pities her complaints ? 

2 They shall be seiz'd with sad surprise ; 

For God's avenging arm 
Scatters the bones of them that rise 
To do his children harm. 

3 In vain the sons of Satan boast 

Of armies in array ; 
When God has first dispersed their host^ 
They fall an easy prey. 

4 Oh for a word from Zion's King, 

Her captiv^es to restore ! 
Jacob with all his tribes shall sing. 
And Judah weep no more. 

PSALM 53. P. M. As the New 50th, 

The last verse paraphrased, together witli several pas?ages from Isa.ali, Malachi, and 

St. Paul 

Prayer for the Latter- day Glory- 

LORD of all worlds, incline thy bounteous ear; 
Thj children's voice with tender mercy hear; 
Bear thy blest promise, fix'd as hills, in mind, 
And shed renewing grace on lost mankind ! 
Oh let thy Spirit like soft dews descend : 
Thy Gospel run to earth's remotest end ! 

2 Let Zion's walls before thee ceaseless stand, 
Dear as thine eye, and graven on thy hand ; 
From earth's far regions Jacob's sons restore, 
Oppress'd by man, and scourg'd by thee no more, 
Enrich'd with gold, adorn'd with heavenly grace, 
Truth their sole guide, and all their pleasure praise. 

3 Then Satan's kingdom shall from earth retire, 
Dead forms dissolve, and furious zeal expire ; 
The Beast's fell throne shall darkness dire sur- 
round ; 

Moh ammed's empire crumble to the ground ; 
Tae dreams of infidels in smoke decay. 
And all the foes of heaven shall fleet away. 



120 PSALM 54. 

4 In barren wilds shall living waters spring; 

Fair temples rise, and songs of transport ring;-- 
The savage mind with sweet affections warm, 
And light, and love, the yielding bosom charm; 
From sin's oblivious sleep the soul arise. 
And grace, and goodness5shower from balmj skies 

5 Then shall mankind no more in darkness mourn 
Then happy nations in a day be born ; 

From east to west thy glorious naiiie be one, 
And one pure worship hail th' eternal Son ; 
Remotest realms one spotless faith unite. 
And o'er all regions beam the Gospel's light. 

6 Then shall thy saints exult with joy divine ; 
Their virtues, quicken, and their hves refine ; 
Their souls improve, their songs more grateful rise 
And sweeter incense cheer the morning skies ; 
Heaven o'er the world unfold a brighter day, 
And Jesus spread his reign from sea to sea. 

PSALM 54. r. M. Jls the I22d. 

Prayer for Ddiverance from Enemies, 

MY God, preserve my soul ; 
Oh make my spirit whole ! 
To save me let thy strength appear; 
Strangers my steps surround ; 
Their pride and rage confound, 

And bring thy great salvation near* 

% Those that against me rise 
Are aliens from the skies ; 

They hate thy church and kingdom^ Lord 
They mock thy fearful name ; 
They glory in their shame. 

Nor heed the wonders of th}^ word. 

3 But. O, thou King divine ! 
My ch )sen friends are thine, 

Tho men that stiii niy soul sustain;. 



PSALM 55. . 121 

Wilt thou my foes subdue^ 
And form their hearts ane\y, 

And snatch them from eternal pain. 

4 Escap'd from every wo, 
Oh grant me, here below, 

To praise thy name, with those I love! 
And^ when beyond the skies 
Our souls unbodied rise, 

Unite us in the realms above. 

PSALM 55. 1—8, 1 6, 1 7, ] 8, 22. C. BL 

Support for the afflicted and tempted Soul. 

OGOD, my refuge, hear my cries> 
Behold my flowing tears, 
For earth and hell my hurt devise, 
And triumph in my fears. 

2 Their rage is levelled at my life, 

My soul with guilt they load, 
And fill my thoughts with inward strife. 
To shake my hope in God. 

3 With inward pain my heart-strings sound! 

I groan with ev'ry breath ; 
Horror and fear beset me round 
Among the shades of death. 

4 Oh were I like a feathered dove, 

Soon would I stretch my wings, 
And fly, and make a long remove 
From all these restless things. 

5 Let me to some wild desert go, 

And find a peaceful home. 
Where storms of malice never blow. 
Temptations never come. 

6 Vain hopes, and vain inventions all 

To 'scape the rage of hell ! 
The mighty God, on whom I call, 
Can save me here as welL 



)22 



PSALM 55. 



PAUSE. 

7 By morning light Fll seek his face^ 

At noon repeat my cry ; 
The night shall hear me ask his grace; 
Nor will he long deny. 

8 God shall preserve my soul from fear^ 

Or shield me when afraid ; 
Ten thousand angels must appear 
If he command their aid. 

9 I cast my burdens on the Lord^ 

The Lord sustains them all ; 
My courage rests upon his word; 
That saints shall never fall. 

10 My highest hopes shall not be vain^ 

My lips shall spread his praise ; 
While cruel and deceitful men^j 
Scarce live out half their days. 

PSALM 55. 15, 16, 17, 19, 22. S. M. 

Dangerous Prosperity ; or daily Devotions encouraged. 

IET sinners take their course, 
-i And choose the road to death ; 
But in the worship of my God 
ril spend my daily breath. 

2 My thoughts address his throne, 

When morning brings the light ; 
I seek his blessing ev'r j noon , 
And pay my vows at night. 

3 Thou wilt regard my cries^ 

O my eternal God ! 
While sinners perish in surprise 
Beneath thine angry rod. 

4 Because they dwell at ease, 

And no sad changes feel, 
They neither fear, nor trust thy name, 
Nor learn to do thy will 



PSALM 56. 12.3 

5 But I, with all my cares. 

Will lean upon the Lord ; 
I'll cast mj^ burdens on his arm^ 
And rest upon his word. 

6 His arm shall well sustain 

The children of his love ; 
The ground on which their safety stands^ 
No earthly power can move. 

PSx\LM 56. c. M. 

B&Vivcrance from Oppression and Falsehood; or, God'' s Care of Ms People, in Answer to 
Faith, and Prayer 

OTHOU whose justice reigns on high. 
And makes th' oppressor cease, 
Behold how envious sinners try 
To vex and break my peace, 

2 The sons of violence and lies 

Join to devour me, Lord; 
But as my hourly dangers rise, 
My refuge is thy word. 

3 In God most holy, just, and true^ 

I have repos'd my trust ; 
Nor will I fear what flesh can do, 
The offspring of the dust. 

4 They wrest mj words to mischief stills 

Charge me with unknow^n faults ; 
Mischief doth all their counsels fill, 
And malice all their thoughts. 

5 Shall they escape without thy frown ? 

Must their devices stand ? 
Oh cast the haughty sinner down^ 
And let him know thy hand ! 

PAUSE. 

6 God counts the sorrows of his saints. 

Their groans affect his ears ; 



124 PSALM 57. 

Thou hast a book for my complaintji, 
A bottle for my tears. 

7 When to thy throne I raise my cry, 

The wicked fear and flee : ^ 
So swift is prayer to reach the sky. 
So near is God to me. 

8 In thee, most holy, just, and true^ 

I have repos'd my trust ; 
Nor will I fear what man can do. 
The offspring of the dust. 

9 Thy solemn vows are on me, Lord, 

Thou shalt receive my praise ; 
ril sing how faithful is thy word! 
How righteous all thj^ ways ! 

10 Thou hast secur'd my soul from deaths 

Oh set thy prisoner free, 
That heart and hand, and life and breath 
May be employed for thee. 

PS ALM 57. L. M. 

Praise for Protedion ; Grace end Truth. 

MY God, in whom are all the springs 
Of boundless love and grace unknown. 
Hide me beneath thy spreading wings, 
Till the dark cloud is over blown. 

2 Up to the heavens I send my cry 5 
The Lord will my desires perform : 
He sends his angels from the sky, 

And saves me from the threatening storm, 

3 Be thou exalted, O my God^ 

Above the heavens where angels dwell: 
Thy power on earth be known abroad. 
Let land to land thy wonders tell. 

4 My heart is fix'd ; my song shall raise 
Immortal honours to thy name ^ 



PSALM 58. 125 

Awafee^ my tongue, to sound his praise^ 
My tongue, the glory of my frame. 

5 High o*er the earth his mercy reigns, 
And reaches to the utmost sky ; 
His truth to endless years remains, 
When lower worlds dissolve and die. 

6 Be thou exalted, O my God, 

Above the heav'ns where angels dwell ; 
Thy power on earth be known abroad, 
And land to land thy wonders tell. 

PSALM 58. P. M. Jis the DStli Fsalm. 

Warning io Magistrates. 

JUDGES, who rule the world by laws, 
Will ye despise the righteous cause, 
When the oppressed before you stands ? 
Dare ye condemn the righteous poor, 
And let rich sinners 'scape secure, 

While gold and greatness bribe your hands ? 

2 Have ye forgot, or never known, 
God is your judge, and he alone ? 

High in the heav'ns his justice reigas ; 
Yet you invade the rights of God, 
And send your bold decrees abroad. 

To bind the conscience in your chains. 

3 A poison'd arrow is your tongue. 
The arrow sharp, the poison strong, 

And death attends where'er it wounds ; 
You hear no counsels, cries, or tears; 
So the deaf adder stops her ears 

Against the power of charming sounds. 

4 Break out their teeth, eternal God ; 
Those teeth of lions dv'd in blood ; 

And crush the seroents in the dust : 

n 



im PSALM 59. 

As empty chaff, when whirlwinds rise^ 
Before the sweeping tempest flies. 
So let their hopes and names be lost 

5 Th' Almighty thunders from the sky^ 
Their grandeur melts, their titles die. 

As hills of snow dissolve and run. 
Or snails that perish in their slime, 
Or births that come before their time^ 

Vain births that never see the sun. 

6 Thus shall the vengeance of the Lord 
Safety and joy to saints afford ; 

And all that hear shall join and say, 
•'^ Sure there's a God that rules on high^ 
A God that hears his children cry, 
And will their sufF rings well repay 

PSALM 59. p. M. As the U8ih. 

Together with some passages of the 58th onnitted by Doctor Wdtts- 
G^mplcrinf.Sr against Unbelievers. 

OH save thy servants, Lord ! 
Fulfil thy gracious w ord, 
l^or evil men against m rise : 
Causeless our souls they hate^ 
Against our lives they wait, 
And aim their malice at the skieg. 

2 In sin their hearts delight ; 
In sin their hands unite ; 

Estrang'd and evil, from the womb; 

With lies their tongues begin ; 

They grow in every sin, 
Till down they hasten to the tomk 

3 Deaf to that charming voice, 
That bids the world rejoice, 

The gospel sound of pardoning love;, 



PSALM 59« l^f 

The calls of gentle peace. 
The hopes of life, and bliss. 
And glory in the world above, 

4 Blind to those truths divine. 
That, fair and lovely, shine, 

And teach the Godhead there alone^ 

Tidings of peace refin'd, 

And joy to all mankind. 
And mercy to a world undone ; 

5 They hate thy glorj^. Lord, 
They mock thy holj word ; 

^he snares of death their hands employ ;; 

With flattery and deceit, 

For souls they lie in wait^ 
And help the fowler to destroy. 

S»SALM 59. P. M, As the }22d. second part. 

Miserablt end o/" the, nicked, 

WHEN God in wrath shall rise^ 
T' avenge deceit and lies, 
What anguish shall the wicked tear^ 
The men that slight thy namej 
That boast of sin and shame, 
And proudly cry, " What God shall hear ?" 

2 Thou hear'st, omniscient Lord, 
Each curse and idle word, 

And all the scoffs of lips profane ; 
And when the night of death 
Shall stop their impious breath, 

Their souls shall seek for peace in vain. 

3 Then shall the Judge deride 
Their malice and their pride, 

And crush them with an iron rod ; 

In vain shall fall their tears ; 

In vain ascend their prayers ; 
And they shall know the ruling God. 



12S PSALM 60. 

4 Jvist as th' untimely birth 
Returns to mouldering earth. 

Or streams in summer pass away, 

So all their dreams of peace, 

And promises of bliss, 
Shall vanish in that dreadful day. 

5 O how will sinners need 
An Advocate to plead, 

Accepted at thine awful throne ! 
How, in that solemn hour. 
Will faith's transcendent power 

Outweigh all things beneath the sun! 

> Yet save their souls, O Lord ; 

Subdue them by thy word, 
Though all their powers oppose thy reign ; 

As scatter'd foes submit, 

Bow them beneath thy feet, 
Nor let them read thy wrath in vain. 

PSALM 60. 1—5, 10—12. C. M. 

On a Day of Humiliation for DUapjpointments in War 

IORD, hast thou cast the nation off? 
-i Must we for ever mourn ? 
Wilt thou indulge immortal wrath ? 
Shall mercy ne'er return ? 

2 The terror of one frow^n of thine, 

Melts all our strength away ; 
Like men that totter, drunk with wine, 
We tremble in dismay. 

3 Thy people shake beneath thy stroke, 

And dread thy threatening hand ; 
Oh heal the nation thou hast broke, 
Confirm the wavering land ! 

4 Lift up a banner in the field. 

For those that fear thy name : 



PSALM 61 , 62. 129 

Save thy beloved with thy shield, 
And put our foes to shame, 
5 Go with our armies to the fight, 
Like a confederate God : 

In vain confederate powers unite 
Against thy hfted rod. 

§ Our troops shall gain a wide renown, 
By thine assisting hand ; 
'Tis God that treads the mighty down, 
And makes the feeble stand. 

PSALM 61. 1—6. S. M. 

Snf.'l-ii.: God. 

WHEN overwhelm'd with griefl 
My heart within me dies, 
Helpless and far from all relief. 
To heav'n I lift mine eyes, 

2 Oh lead me to the rock 

That's high above my head, 
And make the covert of thy wings 
My shelter and my shade. 

3 Within thy presence, Lord, 

For ever I'll abide i 
Thou art the tower of my defence, 
The refuse where I hide. 

4 Thou givest me the lot 

Of those that fear thj name ; 
If endless life be their reward, 
I shall possess the same. 

PSALM 62o 5—12, L. M, 

No Trust in the Creatures ; or, Faith in the Divine. Grace and Power. 

MY spirit looks to God alone ; 
My rock and refuge is his throne ; 
In all my fears, in all my straits, 
My soul on his salvation waits. 
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130 PS ALM 63. 

2 Trust him^ ye saints^ in all your waySj j 
Pour out your hearts before his face ; 
When helpers fail, and foes invade, 
God is our all-sufficient aid. 

3 False are the men of high degree , 
The baser sort are vanity ; 

Laid in the balance, both appear 
Light as a puff of empty air. 

4 Make not increasing gold your trust, ' 
Nor set your hearts on glitt'ring dust ; 
Why will ye grasp the fleeting smoke, 
And not believe what God has spoke ? 

5 Once has his awful voice declar'd, 
Once and again my ears have heard, 

All power is his eternal due 
He must be fear d and trusted too. 

(i For sov 'reign power reigns not alone, 
Grace is a partner of the throne ; 
Thy grace and justice, mighty Lord^ 
Shall well divide our last reward. 

PSALM 63. 1 — 5. FIRST PART. C. M. 

The Morning of a Lord's Dny. 

ARLY, my God, without delay, 
i I haste to seek thy face ; 
My thirsty spirit faints away, 
Without thy cheering grace. 

2 So pilgrims on the scorching sand. 

Beneath a burning sky. 
Long for a cooling stream at hand, 
And they must drink or die. 

3 I've seen thy glory and thy power 

Thro' all thy temple shine ; 
My God, repeat that heav'nly hour, 
That vision so divine. 



PSALM 63. 131 

j 4 Not all the blessings of a feast 
Can please my soul so well, 
As when thy richer grace I taste, 
And in thy presence dwell. 

j 5 Not life itself, with all her joys, 
Can my best passions move, 

1 Or raise so high my cheerful voice^ 
As thy forgiving love. 

6 Thus till my last expiring day 
I'll bless my God and King ; 
Thus will I lift my hands to pray, 
And tune my lips to sing. 

PSALM 63. 6—10. SECOND PART. C. M.. 

Midnight Thoughts recolhcted. 

TWAS in the watches of the night 
I thought upon thy power, 
I kept thy lovely face in sight 
Amidst the darkest hour. 

2 My flesh lay resting on my bed, 

My soul arose on high ; 
^' My God, my life, my hope," I said, 
" Bring thy salvation nigh." 

3 My spirit labours up thy hill, 

And climbs the heav'nly road; 
But thy right hand upholds me still, 
While 1 pursue my God. 

4 Thy mercy stretches o'er my head 

The shadow of thy wings; 
My heart rejoices in thine aid, ' 
My tongue awakes and sings. 

5 But the destroyers of my peace 

Shall fret and rage in vain ; 
The tempter shall for ever cease, 
And all my sins be slain. 



132 PSALM 63. 

6, Thy sword shall give my foes to death, 
And send them down to dwell 
In the dark caverns of the earthy 
Or to the deeps of hell. 

PSALM 63. L.M. 

Longing after God ; or, the Love of God bttter than Life. 

GREAT God, indulge my humble claim^ 
Thou art my hope, my joy, my rest ; 
The glories that compose thy name 
Stand all engaged to make me blest. 

2 Thou great and good, thou just and wise^^ 
Thou art my father and my God ; 
And I am thine by sacred ties ; 
Thy son, thy servant bought with blood. 

S With heart, and eyes, and lifted hands^ 
For thee I long, to thee I look, 
As travellers, in thirsty lands, 
Pant for the cooling water brook. 

4 With early feet I love t' appear 
Among thy saints, and seek thy face ; 
Oft have I seen thy glory there, 
And felt the power of sov'reign grace. 

5 Not fruits, nor wines that tempt our taste. 
Nor all the joys our senses know, 
Could make me so divinely blest. 

Or raise my cheerful passions so. 

6 My life itself, without thy love. 
No taste or pleasure could afford ; 

'T would but a tiresome burden prove, 
If I were banish 'd from the Lord. 

7 Amidst the wakeful hours of night, 
When busy cares afflict my head. 
One thought of thee gives new delight. 
And adds refreshment to my bed. 



PSALM 63. 

ni lift my hands^ Fll raise my voice, 
While I have breath to pray or praise ; 
This work shall make my heart rejoice, 
And spend the remnant of my days. 
PSALM 63. s. M. 

Seeking God 

MY God, permit my tongue 
This joy, to call thee mine ; 
And let my early cries prevail 
To taste thy love divine. 

2 My thirsty, fainting soul 

Thy mercy doth implore : 
Not travellers in desert lands 
Can pant for water more. 

3 Within thy churches, Lord, 

I long to find my place, 
Thy power and glory to behold. 
And feel thy quick'ning grace. 

4 For life without thy love 

No relish can afford ; 
No joy can be compar'd with this, 
To serve and please the Lord. 

5 To thee Til lift my hands, 

And praise thee while I live ; 
Not the rich dainties of a feast 
Such food or pleasure give. 

6 In wakeful hours of night, 

I call my God to mind ; 
I think how wise thy counsels are, 
And all thy dealings kind. 

7 Since thou hast been my help, 

To thee my spirit flies. 
And on thy watchful providence 
My cheerful hope relies. 



134 i>SALM 64. 

8 The shadow of thy wings 
My soul in safety keeps ; 
I follow where my Father leads, 
And he supports my steps. 

PSALM 64. P. M. As the 1^2d. first part, 

A Ccmplaint against evil Companions; desigtied especially for Yovt/t. 

SAVE me from evil men, 
The impious and profane, 
That seek the faithful to destroy ; 
More keen than pointed swords. 
They dart their bitter words. 
To wound his name, his hope, and joy. 

S The pit and secret snare, 

Conjoin'd, their hands prepare. 

And say, " What God shall see or hear 
The thoughtless, young, and gay, 
Who tread that dangerous way, 

Shall find a sure destruction there. 

3 Each wile their hearts combine, 
To tempt the wretch to sin. 

To curse and swear, to lie and steal : 
Each crime with charms display. 
And reason guilt away, 

And strew with flowers the rqad to hell 

4 The child to virtue given. 

And train'd with care for heaven, 
Their deep laid mischiefs lure astray ; 

With pangs a father views. 

With tears a mother rues. 
Her son, her darling, made a prey. 

PSALM 64. P.M. Asthe]22d. second part. 

Mischi'^fs of wicked Men the Means of their own Ruin, and of IVnrnins to vthC7n> 

WHEN men of mischief rise. 
In secret 'gainst the skies, 



PSALM 65. 13^ 

Thy hand shall sweep them to the grave ? 

And O ! beyond the tomb 

How dreadful is their doom, 
Where not a hand is reach'd to save ! 

2 Themselves their wiles shall snare ; 
The pits their hands prepare. 

Before their feet destruction spread : 

The slander they devise. 

Their malice, and their lies, 
Shall fall with vengeance on their head. 

3 The world with awe shall hear ; 
In Zion rebels fear, 

And stay their hands from guilt and sin ; 

To thee present their cry 

To save them ere they die, 
And make and know thy hand divine. 

4 With new-born love and grace, 
Increasing faith and praise, 

Thy saints shall bid their songs ascend ; 

That truth and virtue find 

In the all-ruling Mind 
To them, and to their friends, a Friend. 

PSALM 65. 1—5. FIRST PART. L. M. 

Public Prayer and Praise. 

THE praise of Zion waits for thee, 
My God ; and praise becomes thy house % 
There shall thy saints thy glory see, 
And there perform their public vows. 

2 O thou, whose mercy bends the skies^ 
To save when humble sinners pray ; 
All lands to thee shall lift their eyes. 
And islands of the northern sea. 

8 Against my will my sins prevail, 
1 But grace shall purge away their stain ; 



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336 PSALM 65. 

The blood of Christ will never fail 
To wash my garments white again. 

4 Blest is the man whom thou shalt choose, 
And give him kind access to thee ; 

Give him a place within thy house^ 
To taste thy love divinely free. 

PAUSE. 

5 Let Babel fear when Zion prays ; 
Babel prepare for long distress, 
When Zion s God himself arrays 
In terror and in righteousness. 

6 With dreadful glory God fulfils 
What his afflicted saints request ; 
And with almighty wrath reveals 
His love, to give his churches rest. 

7 Then shall the flocking nations run 
To Zion's hill, and own their Lord ; 
The rising and the setting sun 
Shall see the Saviour's name ador'd. 

PSALM 65. 5—13. SECONP PART. L. M. 

Divine Providence in Air, Earth, and Sea ; or, the God of Nature and Grace. 

THE God of our salvation hears 
The groans of Zion mix'd with tears ; 
Yet when he comes with kind designs,, 
Thro' all the way his terror shines. 

2 On him the race of man depends, 
Far as the earth s remotest ends, 
Where the Creator's name is known 
By Nature's feeble light alone. 

3 Sailors, that travel o'er the flood. 
Address their frighted souls to God, 
When tempests rage and billows roar 
At dreadful distance from the shore. 



PSALM 65. 137 

4 He bids the noisy tempests cease ; 
He cahns the raging crowd to peace^ 
When a tumult'ous nation raves 
Wild as the wind, and loud as waves. 

5 Whole kingdoms, shaken by the storm, 
He settles in a peaceful form : 
Mountains, established by his hand, 
Firm on their old foundation stand. 

6 Behold his ensigns sweep the sky, 
New comets blaze, and lightnings iSy ; 
The heathen lands, with swift surprise, 
From the bright horrors turn their eyes. 

7 At his command the morning ray 
Smiles in the east, and leads the day ; 
He guides the sun's declining wheels 
Over the tops of western hills. 

8 Seasons and times obey his voice ; 
The ev'ning and the morn rejoice 

To see the earth made soft with showers^ 
Laden with fruit, and drest in flowers. 

9 'Tis from his wat'ry stores on high 
He gives the thirsty ground supply ; 
He walks upon the clouds, and thence 
Doth his enriching drops dispense. 

10 The desert grows a froitful field. 
Abundant food the vallies yield ; 
The vallies shout with cheerful voice, 
And neigbb'ring hills repeat their joys. 

11 The pastures smile in green array. 
There lambs and larger cattle play ; 
The larger cattle and the Iamb, 

Each in his language speaks thy name. 



138 PSALM 65. 

12 Thy works pronounce thy power divine 
O 'er ev Vy field thy glories shine; 
Ihro' ev'ry month thy gifts appear: 
Great God, thy goodness crowns the year 

PSALM 65. FIRST PART. C. M. 

A pT'iPcr^h earing God, and the Gentiles called. 

RAISE waits in Zion, Lord, for thee^ 
There shall our vows be paid ; 
Thou hast an ear when sinners pray, 
All flesh shall seek thine aid. 

2 Lord, our iniquities prevail, 

But pard'ning grace is thine. 
And thou will grant us power and skill 
To conquer ev'ry sin. 

3 Blest are the men whom thou wilt choose 

To bring them near thy face, 
Give them a dwelling in thine house, 
To feast upon thy grace. 

4 In answering what thy church requests, 

Thy truth and terror shine. 
And works of dreadful righteousness 
Fulfil thy kind design. 

5 Thus shall the wond'ring nations see 

The Lord is good and just ; 
And distant islands fly to thee, 
And make thy name their trust 

6 They dread thy glitt'ring tokens, Lord,, 

When signs in heav'n appear ; 
But they shall learn thy holy word, 
And love as well as fear. 

PSALM 65. SECOND PART. c. M. 
The Providence of God in Air, Earth, and Sea; or, the Bh^ssings of Rai». 

TLS by thy strength the mountains stand 
God of eternal power ; 




PSALM 65. 139 

The sea grows calm at thy command, 
And tempests cease to roar. 

2 Thy morning light and ev'ning shade 
Successive comforts bring ; 
Thy plenteous fruits make harvest glad^ 
Thy jflowers adorn the spring. 

S Seasons and times, and moons and hours^ 
Heav'n, earth, and air are thine ; 
When clouds distil in fruitful showers, 
The Author is divine. 

4 Those wandVing cisterns in the sky. 

Borne bv the winds around, 
With wat'ry treasures well supply 
The furrows of the ground. 

5 The thirsty ridges drink their fill^ 

And ranks of corn appear ; 
Thy ways abound with blessings still. 
Thy goodness crowns the year. 

PSALM 65. THIRD PART. C. M. 

The Blessings of the Spring; or., God gives Rain. 
A Psaltn for the Husbandman. 

GOOD is the Lord, the heav'nly King, 
Who makes the earth his care ; 
Visits the pastures evVy spring, 
And bids the grass appear. 

2 The clouds, like rivers raised on high, 

Pour out at thy command 
Their w^at'ry blessings from the sk}^, 
To cheer the thirsty land. 

3 The soften'd ridges of the field 

Permit the corn to spring : 
The vallies rich provision yield, 
And the poor laborers sing. 



140 PSALM 65. 

4 The little hills on ev ry side 

Rejoice at falling showers; 
The meadows, dress^ in all their pride, 
Perfame the air with flowers. 

5 The barren clods, refresh'd with rain, 

Promise a joyful crop ; 
The parched grounds look green again, 
And raise the reaper's hope. 

6 The various months thy goodness crowns. 

How bounteous are thy ways ! 
The bleating flocks spread o'er the downs. 
And shepherds shout thy praise. 

PSALM 65. P. M. As the imh. 

The providence of God in the leasons. 

OW pleasing is thy voice, 
O Lord, our heavenly King, 
That, bids the frosts retire, 
And wakes the lovely spring ! 
The rains return, 
The ice distils, and plains and hills 
Forget to mourn. 

2 The lofty mountain stand, 
Established by thine arm ; 

Thy voice the ocean stills, 
The tumult, and the storm. 
Through earth and skies 
With terror spread, thy tokens dread 
All lands surprise. 

3 The morn with glory crown 'd. 
Thy hand arrays in smiles ; 

Thou bidd'st the eve decline, 
Rejoicing o'er the hills. 
Soft suns ascend ; 
The mild wind blows ; and beauty glow« 
To earth's far end. 




PSALM 66. 



141 



4 Thou mak'st the pastures green, 

Thou cail'st the flocks abroad ; 
The springing corn proclaims 
The footsteps of our God. 
Both bird and beast 
Partake thy care, and, happy, share 
The general feast. 

5 Thy showers make soft the fields ; 

On every side behold 
The ripening harvests wave 
Their loads of richest gold. 
The labourers sing 
With cheerful voice, and, blest, rejoice 
In God their King. 

6 The thunder is his voice ; 

His arrows blazing fires ; 
Fie glows in yonder sun. 
And smiles in starry choirs. 
The balmy breeze 
His breath perfumes, his beauty blooms 
In flowers and trees. 

7 With life he clothes the spring ; 

The earth with summer warms ; 
He spreads th' autumnal feast, 
And rides in wintry storms. 
His gifts divine 
Through all appear, and round the year 
His glories shine. 

PSALM 66. FIRST PART. C. M. 

Governing Power and Guolness ; or, our Graces tried by Afflictions. 

SING, all ye nations, to the Lord^ 
Sing with a joyful noise ; 
• With melody of sound record 
His honours and your joys. 
12 



142 PSALM 66. 

2 Say to the Power that shakes the sky. 

" How terrible art thou ! 
Sinners before thy presence flj^ 
Or at thy feet they bow." 

3 [Come see the wonders of our God^ 

How glorious are his ways ! 
In Moses' hand he puts his rod^ 
And cleaves the frighted seas. 

4 He made the ebbing channel dry, 

While Isra 1 pass'd the flood ; 
There did the church begin their joy, 
And triumph in their God.] 

5 He rules bj his resistless might : 

Will rebel mortals dare 
Provoke th' Eternal to the fight, 
And tempt that dreadful war ? 

6 Oh bless our God, and never cease ; 

Ye saints, fulfil his praise ; 
He keeps our life, maintains our peace, 
And guides our doubtful ways. 

7 Lord, thou hast prov'd our suft'ring souls, 

To make our graces shine ; 
So silver bears the burning coals, 
The metal to refine. 

8 Thro' wat'ry deeps and fiery ways 

We march at thy command, 
Led to possess the promis'd place 
By thine unerring hand. 

PSALM 66. 13—20. SECOND part. C M. 

Praise to God fi<r hearing Prayer. 

NOW shall my solemn vows be paid 
To that Ahnighty Power 
Who heard the long requests I made 
In my distressf ul hour. 



PSALM 67. 143 

2 My lips and cheerful heart prepare 

To make his mercies known ; 
Come, ye that fear my God, and hear 
The wonders he ha^h done. 

3 When on my head hage sorrows fell^ 

I sought his h av'nly aid ; 
He sav'd my sinking soul from hell, 
And Death's eternal shade. 

4 If sin lay cover 'd in my heart 

While prayer employed my tongue ; 
The Lord had shown me no regard, 
Nor I his praises sung. 

5 Bot God (his name be ever blest) 

Has set my spirit free ; 
Nor turn'd from him my poor request^ 
Nor turn'd his heart from me, 

PSALM 67. c. M. 

The Nation^s Prcspcritu and the ChdT':h''s Increase. 

SHINE on our land, Jehovah shine. 
With beams of heav'nly grace ; 
Reveal thy power thro' all our coasts, 
And show thy smiling face. 

2 [Here fix thy throne exalted high, 

And here our glory stand ; 
And like a wall of guardian fire 
Surroimd thy fav'rite land.] 

3 When shall thy name from shore to shore 

Sound all the earth abroad ; 
And distant nations know and love 
Their Saviour and their God ? 

4 Sing to the l ord, ye distant lands, 

Sing loud with solemn voice ; 
Let thankful tongues exalt his praise. 
And thankful hearts rejoice. 



114 PSALM 68. 

5 He, the great Lord, the sov 'reign Judge 

That sits enthron'd above, 
Wisely commands the worlds he made^ 
In justice and in love. 

6 Earth shall confess her Makers hand, 

And yield a full increase : 
Our God will crown his chosen land 
With fruitfulness and peace. 

7 God, the Redeemer, scatters round 

His choicest favours here, 
While the creation's utmost bound 
Shall see, adore, and fear. 

PSALM 68. 1—6, 32—35. first part. L. M. 

The Vengeance and Compcission of God. 

LET God arise in all his might, 
And put the troops of hell to flight 
As smoke that sought to cloud the skies 
Before the rising tempest flies. 

2 [He conxes, array*d in burning flames ? 
Justice and Vengeance are his names: 
Behold his fainting foes expire 

Like melting wax before the fire.] 

3 He rides, and thunders thro' the skj, 
His name, Jehovah, sounds on high ; 
Sing to his name, ye sons of grace ; 
Ye saints, rejoice before his face. 

4 The widow and the fatherless 
Fly to his aid in sharp distress ; 
In him the poor and helpless find 
A Judge that's just, a Father kind. 

5 He breaks the captive's heavy chain, 
And pris'ners see the light again ; 
But rebels that dispute his will 

Shall dwell in chains and darkness still 



PSALM 68. 



145 



PAUSE. 

G Kingdoms and thrones to God belong ; 
Crown him, ye nations, in your song : 
His wondVous names and powers rehearse^, 
His honours shall enrich your verse. 

7 He shakes the heav'ns with loud alarms ; 
How terrible is God in arms ! 

In Isra'l are his mercies known, 
Isra'l is his peculiar throne. 

8 Proclaim him king, pronounce him blest,; 
He's your defence^ jour joy, your rest: 
When terrors rise, and nations faint, 
God is the strength of evVy saint. 

PSALM 68. 17, 18. SECOND PART. L. M. 

ChrisVs Ascension, and the Gift of the Spirit. 

LORD, when thou didst ascend on high^ 
Ten thousand angels till'd the sky ; 
Those heav'nly guards around thee wait^ 
Like chariots that attend thy state. 

S Not Sinai's mountain could appear 

More glorious when the Lord was there ; 
While he pronounced his dreadful law, 
And struck the chosen tribes with awe. 

3 How bright the triumph none can tell^ 
When the rebellious powers of hell. 
That thousand souls had captive made^ 
Were all in chains, like captives led. 

4 Rais'd by his Father to the throne, 
He sent the promis'd Spirit down. 
With gifts and grace for rebel men. 
That God might dwell on earth again. 

PSALM 68. 19, 9—20, 21, 22. third, part. L. M. 

Praise fo' Te.,ipnTal B^c^U'^;;s ; r,r, Common a^iC SyccinI Mercies. 

lyly^E bless the Lord, the just, the good, 
▼ » Who fills our hearts with joy and food ; 



146 PSALM 69. 

Who pours his blessings from the skies, 
And loads our days with rich supplies. 

2 He sends the sun his circuit round, 

To cheer the fruits, to warm the ground .; 
He bids the clouds with plenteous rain 
Refresh the thirsty earth again. 

3 'Tis to his care we owe our breath, 
And all our near escapes from death. 
Safety and health to God belong ; 

He heals the weak, and guards the strong. 

4 He makes the saint and sinner prove 
The common blessings of his love ; 
But the wide diff'rence that remains. 
Is endless joy, and endless pains. 

5 The Lord that bruis'd the serpent's head. 
On all the serpent's seed shall tread ; 
The stubborn sinner's hope confound. 
And smite him with a lasting wound. 

6 But his right hand his saints shall raise 
From the deep earth or deeper seas. 
And bring them to his courts above ; 
There shall they taste his special love. 

PSALM 69. i~14. FIRST PART. CM. 

The. SuJ/'e rings of Christ for our Salvation. 

SAVE me, O God, the swelling floods 
Break in upon my soul ; 
I sink, and sorrows o'er my head 
" Like mighty waters roll. 

2 1 cry till all my voice is gone. 

In tears I waste the day : 
My God, behold my longing eyes, 
" And shorten thy delay. 

3 They hate my soul without a cause, 
^' And still their number grows 



PSALM 69. 147 

More than the hairs around my head^ 
" And mighty are my foes. 

4 'T was then I paid that dreadful debt 
" That men could never pay, 

" And gave those honours to thy law 
Which sinners took away." 

5 Thus in the great Messiah's name. 

The royal prophet mourns ; 
Thus he awakes our hearts to grief. 
And gives us joy by turns. 

6 " Now shall the saints rejoice and find 

Salvation in my name. 
For I have borne their heavy load 
" Of sorrow, pain, and shame. 

7 Grief, like a garment, cloth'd me round, 

And sackcloth was my dress, 
While I procured, for naked souls, 
" A robe of righteousness. 

8 " Among my brethren and the Jews 

I like a stranger stood, 
And bore their vile reproach, to bring 
The Gentiles near to God. 

9 I came in sinful mortals' stead 
'* To do my Father's will : 

" Yet, when I cleans'd my Father's house^, 
" They scandaliz'd my zeal. 

10 " My fasting and my holy groans 

Were made the drunkard's song; 
" But God, from his celestial throne, 
" Heard mj complaining tongue. 

11 " He sav'd me from the dreadful deep^ 

Nor let my soul be drown'd ; 
" He rais'd and fix'd my sinking feet 
" On well-establish 'd ground. 



148 PSALM 69. 

12 'Twas in a most accepted houi% 
My prayer arose on high, 
And for my sake my God shall hear 
The dying sinner's cry." 

PSALM 69. 14—21,26,29,32. second part. C. 

Tke Passion and Exaitation of Christ. 

NOW let our lips, with holy fear 
And mournful pleasure, sing 
The suff 'rings of our great High- Priest^ 
The sorrows of our Kins;. 

2 He sinks in floods of deep distress ; 

How high the waters rise ! 
While to his heav'nly Father's ear 
He sends perpetual cries. 

3 Hear me, O Lord, and save thy Son^ 
" Nor hide thy shining face ; 

Why should thy fav'rite look like one 
Forsaken of thy grace ! 

4 With rage they persecute the man 

That groans beneath thy wound^ 
While for a sacrifice I pour 
" My life upon the ground. 

5 They tread my honour to the dust, 
" And laugh when I complain ; 
Their sharp insulting slanders add 

Fresh anguish to my pain. 

6 " All my reproach is known to thee^ 

^' The scandal and the shame ; 
Reproaches brake my bleeding hearty 
And lies defile my name. 

1 I look'd for pity, but in vain ; 
" My kindred are my grief ; 
I ask my friends for comfort round, 
" But meet with no relief 



PSALM 69. 149 

8 With vinegar they mock my thirst;, 
" They give me gall for food ; 

" And sporting with my dying groans, 
They triumph in my blood. 

9 Shine into my distressed soul^, 
" Let thy compassion save ; 

And tho' my flesh sink down to deaths, 
^' Redeem it from the grave. 
10 I shall arise to praise thy name, 
And reign in worlds unknown ; 
" And thy salvation, O my God, 
" Shall seat me on thy throne." 

PSALM 69. THIRD PART. C. M. 
Chrisfs Obedience and Drath ; or, God glorified and Sinners saved. 

FATHER, I sing thy wondVous grace^ 
I bless my Saviour's name, 
He bought salvation for the poor, 
And bore the sinner's shame. 
2 His deep distress hath rais'd us high, 
His duty and his zeal 
Fulfili'd the law which mortals broke^ 
And finish'd all thy will. 
S His dying groans, his living songs, 
Shall better please my God, 
Than harp's or trumpet s solemn sound, 
Than goat's or bullock's blood. 

4 This shall his humble followers see, 

And set their hearts at rest ; 
They by his death draw near to thee, 
And live for ever biest. 

5 Let heav'n, and all that dwell on high, 

To God their voices raise, 
While lands and seas assist the sky, 
And join t' advance the praise. 
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150 



PSALM 69. 



6 Zion is thine, most holy God, 
Thy Son shall bless her gates : 
And giory purchased by his blood 
For thine own Isra'l waits. 

PSALM 69. FIRST PART. L. M. 

Christ's Passion and Simtr''s Salvation. 

I~^,EEP in our hearts let ns record 
--^ The deeper sorrows of our Lord ; 
Behold the rising billows roll 

To overwhelm his holv souL 

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2 In long complaints he spends his breath. 
While hosts of hell, and powers of death? 
And all the sons of malice join 

To execute their curst design. 

3 Yet, gracious God, thy power and love 
Has made the curse a blessing prove ; 
Those dreadful sufferings of thy Son 
Aton'd for sins which we had done. 

4 The pangs of our expiring Lord 
The honours of thy law restor'd : 
His sorrows made thy justice known. 
And paid for follies not his own. 

5 Oh for his sake our guilt forgive , 
And let the mourning sinner live : 
The Lord will hear us in his name. 
Nor shall our hope be turn'd to shame. 

PSALM 69. Fer. 7, c^-c. second part. L. M. 

Chrisfs Sufferings and Zeal. 

TWAS for my sake, eternal God, 
Thy Son sustain'd that heavy load 
Of base reproach and sore disgrace, 
And shame defil'd his sacred face. 

§ The Jews, his brethren and his kin, 
Abus'd the man that check 'd their sin : 



PSALM 70. 



151 



I While he fulfill 'd thy holy laws^ 

j They hate him, but without a cause. 

I 3 [My Father's house," said he. was made 

! *^ A place for worship, not for trade 

I Then scattVing all their gold and brass, 

I He scourg'd the merchants from the place. 

1 4 Zeal for the temple of his God 

Consumed his life, expos d his blood : 

Reproaches at thy glory thrown, 

He felt and mourn'd them as his own. 

5 His friends forsook, his followers fled, 

j While foes and arms surround his head ; 
I They curse him with a sland'rous tongue, 
And the false judge maintains the wrong.] 

6 His life they load with hateful lies. 
And charge his lips with blasphemies : 

' They nail him to the shameful tree ; 
I There hung the man that died for me. 

7 [Wretches with hearts as hard as stones 
Insult his piety and groans ; 

i Gall was the food they gave him there, 
And mock'd his thirst with vinegar.] 

I 8 But God beheld, and from his throne 
Mark'd out the men that hate his Son : 
The hand that rais'd him from the dead, 
Shall pour due vengeance on their head. 

PSALM 70. L. M. 

Paraphrased, together with several other passages of Scripture. 

A prayer of t lie Ckurch for the prcscnc ff C/irisl 

OTHOU, whose hand the kingdom sways, 
Whom earth, and hell, and heaven obeys, 
I To help thy chosen sons appear, 
j And show thy power and glory here ! 



152 PSALM 71. 

2 While stupid wretches sunk in sleep. 
Slide onward to the fiery deep, 

To sense, and sin, and madness, given, 
Believe no hell, and wish no heaven; 

3 While fools deride, while foes oppress^ 
And Zion mourns in deep distress ; 

Her friends withdraw, her foes grow bold, 
Troth fails, and love is waxen cold. 

4 Oh haste, with every gift inspired, 
With glory, truth, and grace attir'd, 
Thou Star of heaven's eternal morn ; 
Thou Sun, whom beams divine adorn ! 

5 Assert the honour of thy name ; 

O erwhelm they foes with fear and shame; 
Bid them beneath thy footstool lie, 
Nor let their souls for ever die. 

6 Saints shall be glad before thy face, 
And grow in love, and truth and grace., 
Thy church shall flourish in thy sight, 
And fruits of peace, and pure delight. 

7 Oh hither, then, thy footsteps bend ; 
Swift as a roe, from hills descend ; 
Mild as the sabbath's cheerful ray, 
'Till life unfolds eternal day ! 

PSALM 71. 5—9. FIRST PART. C. M. 

The aged SainVs Reflection and Hope. 

MY God, my everlasting hope, ^ 
I live upon thy truth ; 
Thy hands have held my childhood up, 
And strengthened all my youth. 
2 My flesh was fashion 'd by thy power, 
With all these limbs of mine ; 
And from my mother's painful hour, 
I've been entirely thine. 



PSALM 71. 153 

3 Still hath my life new wonders seen 
Repeated evVy year; 

Behold, my days that j^et remain, 
i I trust them to thy care. 

4 Cast me not off when strength declines^ 
When hoary hairs arise ; 

And round me let thj glory shine, 
Whene'er thy servant dies. 

5 Then in the hist'ry of my age, 
When men review my days, 

They'll read thy love in ev ry page. 
In evVy line thy praise. 

FSALM 71. 15, 14, 16, 23, 22, 24. second part. C. Bf. 

Christ our Strength and Righteousness- 

MY Saviour, my almighty friend^ 
When I begin thy praise, 
Where will the growing numbers end. 
The numbers of thy grace ? 

2 Thou art my everlasting trust, 
Thy goodness I adore ; 

And since I knew thy graces first, 
I speak thy glories more. 

3 My feet shall travel all the length 
Of the celestial road, 

And march, with courage in thy strength, 
To see my Father, God. 

4 When I am filFd with sore distress 
For some surprising sin, 

I'll plead thy perfect righteousness, 
And mention none but thine. 

5 How will my lips rejoice to tell 
The vict'ries of my King ; 

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154 PSALM 71. 

My soul, redeemVl from sin and hell^ 
Shall thy salvation sing. 

6 [My tongue shall all the day proclaim 

My Saviour and my God, 
His death hath brought my foes to shame^ 
And sav'd me by his blood ] 

7 Awake, awake, my tuneful powers; 

With this delightful song 
ni entertain the darkest hours, 
iNor think the season long. 

PSALM 71. 17—21. THIRD PART. C. M. 

The Aged C'lKstiiiVs pra tr and Song; or. Old Age, Death, and the Resurreciion. 

GOD of my childhood, and my yoath. 
The guide of all my days, 
I have declar'd thy heav'nly truth. 
And told thy wond rous ways. 

2 Wilt thou forsake my hoary hairs. 

And leave my fainting heart ? 
Who shall sustain my sinking years^ 
If God, my strength^ depart? 

3 Let me thy power and truth proclaim 

Te the surviving age, 
And leave a savour of thy name 
When I shall quit the stage. 

4 The land of silence and of death 

Attends my next remove ; 
Oh may these poor remains of breath 
Teach the wide world thy love ! 

PAUSE. 

5 Thy righteousness is deep and high, 

Unsearchable thy deeds ; 
Thy glory spreads beyond the sky. 
And all my praise exceeds. 



J T^RALM 72. 155 

6 Oft have I heard thy threat nings roar, 

And oft endur'd the grief ; 
Bat when thy hand hath press'd me sore, 
Thy grace was my rehef 

7 By long experience have I known 

Thy so V 'reign powder to save ; 
At thy command 1 venture down 
Securely to the grave. 

8 When I lie buried deep in dust, 

My flesh shall be thy care ; 
These withering limbs with thee I trust. 
To raise them strong and fair. 

PSALM 72. FIRST PART. L. M. 

The Ktugdhm of Cirist. 

GREAT God, whose universal sway 
The known and unknown worlds obey, 
Now give the kingdom to thy Son, 
Extend his power, exalt his throne. 

2 Thy sceptre well becomes his hands, 
All heav'n submits to his commands ; 
His justice shall avenge the poor, 
And pride and rage prevail no more. 

3 With power he vindicates the just, 
And treads th' oppressor in the dust ; 
His worship and his fear shall last, 
Till hours, and years, and time be past 

4 As rain on meadows newly mown, 
So shall he send his influence down ; 
His grace on fainting souls distils, 
Like heav'nly devv on thirsty hills. 

5 The heathen lands that lie beneath 
The shades of overspreading death. 
Revive at his first dawning light. 
And deserts blossom at the sight. 



156 PSALM 72. 

6 The saints shall flourish in his days, 
Drest in the robes of joy and praise ; 
Peace, like a river from his throne^ 
Shall flow to nations yet unknown. 

PSALM 72. SECOND PART L. M. 

CfirisVs Kingdom among the Gentiles. 

JESUS shall reign where'er the sun 
Does his successive journeys run ; 
His knigdom stretch from shore to shore. 
Till moons shall wax and wane no more. 

S [Behold the islands with their kings 
And Europe her best tribute brings ; 
From north to south the princes meet 
To pay their homage at his feet. 

3 There Persia, glorious to behold, 
There India shines in eastern gold ; 
And barbarous nations at his word 
Submit and bow, and own their Lord ] 

4 For him shall endless prayer be made. 
And praises throng to crown his head ; 
His name, like sweet perfume, shall rise 
With ev'ry morning sacrifice. 

5 People and realms of ev'ry tongue 

D veil on his love with sweetest song ; 
And infant-voices shall proclaim 
Their early blessings on his name. 

6 Blessing's abound where'er he rei£>;ns 
The pris'ner leaps to loose his chains ; 
The weary find eternal rest. 

And all the sons of want are blest. 

7 [Where he displ lys his healing power, 
D'^ath and the curse are known no more : 
In the tribes of A. iam boast 

More blessings than their father lost 



PSALM 72. U7 

8 Let evVy creature rise and bring 
Peculiar honours to our King ; 
Angels descend with songs again , 
And earth repeat the loud amen.] 

PSALM 72. P. M. As the new 50th, 

The glory of Christ, and of his kingdom, 

OTHOU, whose sceptre earth and seas obej, 
And skies, and stars, and suns, confess thy 
sway, 

Now to thy Son th' immortal kingdom give ; 
In him command a ruin'd world to live ; 
O'er every realm his mighty sway extend 
And bid o'er every throne his throne ascend. 

2 O'er all created names his glories shine : 
Supreme his beauty, and his grace divine ; 
Fairer than thrones, and powers, and seraphs 

bright. 

The realms of nature, and the world of light : 
The King of kings, the Prince to angels given, 
Lord of the world, and Heir divine of heaven. 

3 His glorious hand shall hold a righteous sway, 
Th' oppressor tremble, and the proud obey : 
The friendless poor immortal treasures know; 
The wearied bosom rest from every wo ; 
The houseless v/anderer find a blest abode. 
The soul a ransom, and the saint a God. 

4 Fair as the tree of life his saints shall rise, 
Redeem'd from death, and violence, and lies; 
Lov'd by his soul, as precious sons are lov'd ; 
Glorious as kings, as spotless priests approv'd : 
On joyful hills shall truth and justice grow. 

And peace in spreading streams the world o'erflow. 

5 Through endless years his glory shall extend ; 
For him increasing prayers to heaven ascend ; 
To heaven his name from every region rise. 
More sweet than incense cheers the morning skies ; 
To him all lands a song of rapture raise, 

And lisping infants join their artless praise. 



158 psalm' 73. 

6 As spring's mild showers refresh the thirsty plain, 
As cioudlebs suns succeed the genial rain, 

So shall his influence earth's sad face renew ; 
Where the scant seed his faithful labourers strew. 
Like towering gi'oves, behold the harvest rise, 
Wave round like Lebanon, and reach the skies. 

7 From shore to shore shall stretch his boundless 

sway; 

His boundless blessings flow to every sea ; 
See round his altars suppliant kings attend ; 
Before his throne obedient nations bend : 
To him their tribute distant realms unfold, 
Her spices India, and Peru her gold ! 

8 See springs of life in thirsty deserts flow, 
And savage tribes th' immortal Saviour know ; 
Prostrate in dust his humbled foes shall lie, 

Or send their hymns of transport to the sky : 
And each blest land rehearse his praises o'er, 
'Till moons shall walk their evening round no 
more. 

9 In him the curse in boundless bliss shall end ; 
From evil good, from darkness light, ascend ; 
Diviner glories to mankind be given, 

A nobler nature and a fairer heaven : 

Let earth, let saints, that seek his bright abode, 

Resound his praise, and bless their Father God. 

PSALM 73. FIRST PART. C. M. 

Afflicted Saints happy, and prosperous Sinners cursed 

N OW I'm convinc'd the Lord is kind 
To men of heart sincere, 
Yet once my foohsh thoughts repin'd. 
And border 'd on despair. 
2 I griev'd to see the wicked thrive, 
And spoke with angrj^ breath, 
How pleasant and profane they live ! 
How peaceful is their death! 



PSALM 73. 159 

3 With well-fed flesh and haughty eyes 
" The J lay their fears to sleep ; 
Against the heav'ns their slanders rise. 

While saints in silence weep. 

4 In vain I lift my hands to pray, 
" And cleanse my heart in vain ; 
For I am chastened all the day, 

The night renews my pain.'' 

5 Yet while my tongue indulged complaints, 

1 felt m J heart reprove ; 
Sure I shall thus offend thy saints, 
And grieve the men I love/' 

6 But still I found my doubts too hard, 

The conflict too severe ; 
Till I retir'd to search thy word, 
And learn thy secrets there. 

7 There, as in some prophetic glass, 

I saw the sinner's feet 
High mounted on a slipp'ry place 
Eeside a fiery pit. 

8 I heard the wretch profanely boast 

Till at thy frown he fell : 
His honours in a dream were lost, 
And he awak'd in hell. 

9 Lord, what an envious fool I was! 

How like a thoughtless beast ! 
Thus to suspect thy promised grace, 
And think the wicked blest, 

10 Yet was I kept from full despair. 
Upheld by power unknown : 
That blessed hand that broke the snare 
Shall guide me to thy throne. 



160 PSALM 73. 

PSALM 73. 23—28. second part. C. M. 

God our Portion here and hereafter 

GOD, my supporter and my hope. 
My help for ever near 
Thine arm of mercy held me up 
When sinking in despair. 
? Thy counsels. Lord, shall guide my feet 
Thro' this dark wilderness : 
Thy hand conduct me near thy seat. 
To dwell before thy face. 

3 Were I in heav'n without my God, 

'T would be no joy to me ; 
And while this earth is my abode, 
I long for none but thee. 

4 What if the springs of life were broke. 

And flesh and heart should faint, 
God is my soul's eternal rock. 
The strength of ev ry saint. 

5 Behold the sinners that remove 

Far from thy presence die ; 
Not all the idol-gods they love 
Can save them when thej cry. 

G But to draw near to thee, my God, 
Shall be my sweet employ : 
My tongue shall sound thy works abroad, 
And tell the world my joy. 

PSALM 73. 22, 3, 6, 17—20. L. M. 

The Prosperity of Sinners cursed. 

LORD, what a thoughtless wretch was 
To mourn, and murmur, and repine, 
To see the wicked plac'd on high. 
In pride and robes of honour shine. 
2 Bat oh! their end, their dreadful end! 
Thy sanctuary taught me so : 



PSALM 73. 161 

On slipp'ry rocks I see them stand. 
And fiery billows roli below. 

3 Now iet them boast how tall they rise, 
rii never envj them again, 

There they may stand with haughty eyes, 
Til! they plunge deep in endless pain. 

4 Their fancied joys how fast they flee ! 
Just like a dream when man awakes ; 
Their songs of softest harmony 

Are but a preface to their plagues. 

5 Now I esteem their mirth and wine, 
Too dear to purchase with my blood ; 
Lord, 'tis enough that thou art mine^ 
My life, my portion, and my God. 

PSALM 73. s. M. 

The Mystery of Providence unfolded- ^ 

SURE there's a righteous God, 
. ^- Nor is religion vain ; 
Tho' men of vice may boast aloud, 
And men of grace complain. 

2 I saw the wicked rise, 

And felt my heart repine. 
While haughty fools with scornful ejes, 
In robes of honour shine. 

3 [Pamper d with wanton ease, 

Their flesh looks full and fair, 
Their wealth rolls in like flowing seas^ 
And grows without their care. 

4 Free from the plagues and pains 

That pious souls endure, 
Thro' all their life oppression reigns, 
And racks tiie humble poor. 

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162 PSALM 74. 

5 Their impious tongues blaspheme 

The everlasting God : 
Their malice blasts the good man's name. 
And spreads their lies abroad. 

6 But I, with flowing tears, 

Indulg'd ray doubts to rise ; 
Is there a God that sees or hears 
" The things below the skies?"] 

7 The tumult of my thought 

Held me in hard suspense. 
Till to thy house my feet were brought 
To learn thy justice thence. 

8 Thy word with light and power, 

Did my mistakes amend ; 
I view'd the sinner s life before. 
But here I learnt their end, 

9 On what a slippVy steep 

The thoughtless wretches go ! 
And oh ! that dreadful fiery deep 
That waits their fall below ! 

10 Lord, at thy feet I bow^ 

My thoughts no more repine ; 
I call my God my portion now, 
And all my powers are thine. 

PSALM 74. c. M. 

The Ckvrzh pleading niih God under sore Perstcution. 

WILL God for ever cast us off? 
His wrath for ever smoke 
Against the people of his love, 
His little chosen flock ? 

2 Think of the tribes so dearly bought 
With their Redeemer's blood ; 
Nor let thy Zion be forgot. 
Where once thy glory stood. 



PSALM 74. 363 

3 Lift up thj feet, and march in haste^ 

Aloud our ruin calls ; 
See what a wide and fearful waste 
Is made within thy walls. 

4 Where once thy churches pray'd and sang. 

Thy foes profanely roar ; 
Over thy gates their ensigns hang^ 
Sad tokens of their power, 

5 How are the seats of worship broke ? 

The}^ tear the buildings down, 
And he that deals the heaviest stroke 
Procures the chief renown. 

6 With flames they threaten to destroy 

Thy children in their nest ; 
Come let us burn at once/' they cry. 
The temple and the priest" 

1 And still to heighten our distress^ 
Thy presence is withdrawn ; 
Thy wonted signs of power and grace^, 
Thy power and grace are gone. 

8 No prophet speaks to calm our woes^ 

The best the wisest mourn ; 
And not a friend, nor promise shows, 
The time of thy return. 

PAUSE. 

9 How long, eternal God, how long 

Shall men of pride blaspheme? 
Shall saints be made their endless song, 
And bear immortal shame ? 

10 Canst thou for ever sit and hear 

Thine holy name profan'd ? 
And still thy jealousy forbear, 
And still withhold thine hand? 



164 PSALM 75. 

11 What strange deli v ranee hast thou shown 

In ages long before ? 
And now no other God we own^ 
No other God adore, 

12 Thou didst divide the raging sea 

By thy resistless might, 
To make thy tribes a wond rous waj. 
And then secure their flight. 

13 Is not the world of nature thine, 

The darkness and the da j ? 
Didst thou not bid the morning shine;, 
And mark the sun his way ? 

14 Hath not thy power form'd ev'ry coast, 

And set the earth its bounds, 
With summer's heat and winter's frost. 
In their perpetual rounds ? 

15 And shall the sons of earth and dust 

That sacred power blaspheme ? 
Will not thy hand that form'd them first 
Avenge thine injur 'd name? 

16 Think on the cov'nant thou hast made. 

And all thy words of love ; 
Nor let the birds of prey invade 
And vex thy mourning dove. 

17 Our foes would triumph in our blood, 

And make our hope their jest ; 
Plead thj own cause, almighty God^ 
And give thy children rest. 

PSALM 75. P. M. As the new 50th. 

Government from God alone 
A rSALM FOR A GENERAL ELECllON. 

THY praise, O Lord, our thankful songs renew 
Thy present name thj works of wonder shew 
Thy glorious works of wisdom, power, and grace 
' Thv sovereicrn blessino:s to our favour'd race ! 



PSALM 75. 165 

The ruling God our peace and freedom prove. 
And the giad tidings of forgiving love. 

2 While from thj hand, our rulers take their power, 
Give them thy greatness humbly to adore, 

With hearts sincere to hold a righteous sv^^ay, 
Bid justice triumph, and the proud obey, 
Defend the poor, debasing bribes disdain, 
Avenge bold wrongs^ nor wield the sword in vain, 

3 While round all realms wide dissolutions rolPd, 
Give them the pillars of the earth t' uphold, 
The meek, the wise, the faithful, and the just, 
And tread the vile oppressor in the dust ; 

To seek thy name, to love thy kingdom, Lord, 
And spread through earth the victories of thy 
word. 

4 Give them the public weal alone to prize, 
And each base purpose nobly to despise ; 

To bid pure knowledge round our borders shine. 
And cheer the rising race with beams divine ; 
Examples bright of piety display, 
And charm our sons to tread that lovely way. 

5 Teach them, that greatness, power, and place are 

thine, 

Gifts from thy hand, bestow'd for ends divine : 
Rulers, thy stewards, to mankind are given 
To shower the good, and build the cause of hea- 
ven ; 

From thee a rich reward the faithful know ; 
The faithless hasten to distintruish'd wo. 

6 Thou art the Judge ; thy sceptre rules the skies ; 
At thy command the just to glory rise; 

Thy fearful vengeance guilty wretches share, 
Drink the last dregs, and plunge in deep despair i 
To thy great name our raptur'd songs shall raise. 
A humble tribute of immortal praise. 



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166 PSALM 76. 

PSALM 76. C. M. 

• r. '•ad saved, and tkt Assyrians distroycd ; GodU Vtngeance agaimt his Enemies prv- 
ceeds from hi^ Church. 

IN Judah, God of old was known ; 
His name in Lsra'I great ; 
In Salem stood his holy throne. 
And Zion was his seat. 

2 Among the praises of his saints, 

His dwelling there he chose ; 
There he receiv'd their just complaints^ 
Against their haughty foes. 

3 From Zion went his dreadful word. 

And broke the threatening spear ; 
The bow, the arrows, and the sword, 
And crush'd th' Assyrian war. 

4 What are the earth's wide kingdoms else 

Bat mighty hilis of prey? 
The hill on which Jehovah dwells 
Is glorious more than they. 

5 'Twas Zion's King that stopp d the breath 

Of captains and their bands : 
The men of m ight slept fast in death, 
And never found their hands. 

6 At tbj rebuke, O Jacob s God, 

Both horse and chariot fell : 
Who knows the terrors of thy rod ! 
Thy vengeance who can tell ? , 

7 What power can stand before thy sight 

When once thy wrath appears? 
When he iv'n shines round with dreadful light. 
The earth iies still and fears. 

8 When God, in his own sov reign ways, 

Comes down to save th' Opprest, 
The wrath of man shall work his praise. 
And he'll restrain tiie rest. 



PSALM 77. 167 

9 [Vow to the Lord, and tribute bring, 

Ye princes, fear his frown : 
His terror shakes the proudest king, 
And cuts an arm j down. 

10 The thunder of his sharp rebuke 

Our haughty foes shall feel ; 
For Jacob's God hath not forsook, 
But dwells in Zion still.] 

PSALM 77. FIUST PART. C. M. 

M^JanchiAy a^snulting, ar.d Hope prcvaUing- 

TO God I cried with mournful voice,, 
I sought his gracious ear, 
In the sad day when troubles rose 
And fill'd the night with fear. 
2 Sad were my days, and dark my nights^ 
My soul refus'd relief ; 
I thought on God. the just and wise, 
But thoughts increas'd my grief 
8 Still I complain 'd, and still oppress 'd^ 
My heart began to break ; 
My God, thy wrath forbade my rest^ 
And kept my eyes awake. 

4 My overwhelming sorrows grew 

Till I could speak no more ; 
Then I within myself withdrew, 
And caird thy judgments o'er. 

5 I caird back years and ancient times 

When I beheld thy face ; 
My spirit search'd for secret crimes 
That might withhold thy grace. 

6 I caird thy mercies to my mind, 

Which I enjoy 'd before ; 
And will the Lord no more be kind^ 
His face appear ho more ? 



168 PS/VLM 77. 

7 Will he for ever cast me off? 

And will his promise fail ? 
Hath he forgot his tender love ? 
Shall anger still prevail ? 

8 But I forbid this hopeless thoijght, 

This dark, despairing frame, 
Rememb ring what thy hand hath wrought: 
Thy hand is still the same. 

9 I'll think again of all thy ways, 

And talk thy wonders o er, 
Thy w^onders of recov'ring grace, 
When flesh could hope no more. 

10 Grace dwells with Justice on the throne; 

And men that love thy word, 
Have in thy sanctuary known 
The counsels of the Lord. 

PSALM 77. SECOND PART. C. M. 
Comfort derivedfrom anciinl FrOiidences ; 'jT, Isrud delivered fiom. Egypt, and broughtt^ 

Canaan. 

^' T TOW awful is thy chast'ning rod V* 
A J_ (May thy own children say) 
The great, the wise, the dreadful God ! 
" How holy is his way r 

2 I'll meditate his works of old, 

The King that reigns above, 
I'll hear his ancient wonders toldj, 
And learn to trust his love. 

3 Long did the house of Joseph lie 

With Egypt's yoke opprest ; 
Long he delayed to hear their cry, 
Nor gave his people rest. 

4 The sons of good old Jacob seem'd 

Abandon 'd to their foes : 
But his almighty arm redeemed 
The nation that he chose. 



PSALM 78.' 169 

5 Israel, his people and his sheep, 

Must follow where he calls ; 
He bids them venture through the deep^ 
And makes the waves their walls. 

6 The waters saw thee, mightj God, 

The waters saw thee come ; 
Backward they fled, and frighted stood^ 
To make thine armies room. 

7 Strange was thy journey thro' the sea. 

Thy footsteps, Lord, unknown ; 
Terrors attend the wondVous way 
That brings thy mercies down. 

8 [Thy voice, with terror in the sounds 

Thro' clouds and darkness broke ; 
All heav n in lightning shone around, 
And earth with thunder shook. 

9 Thine arrows thro' the skies were hurl'd, 

How glorious is the Lord ! 
Surprise and tremb'ling seiz'd the worlds 
And his own saints ador'd. 

10 He gave them water from the rock ; 

And safe, by Moses hand, 
Thro' a dry desert led his flock 
Home to the promised land.] 

PSALM 78. FIRST PART. C. M. 

Providences of God recorded ; or, Pious Education, and Insiruclion of Children. 

LET children hear the mighty deeds 
Which God perform'd of old ; 
Which in our younger years we saW;, 
And which our fathers told. 

2 He bids us make his glories known ; 
His works of power and grace ; 
And we'll convey his wonders down 
Thro' ev'ry rising race. 



170 PSALM 78. 

3 Our lips shall tell them to our sons, 

And they again to theirs. 
That generations yet unborn 
May teach them to their heirs. 

4 Thus shall they learn, in God alone 

Their hope securely stands, 
That they may ne'er forget his works, 
But practice his commands. 

PSALM 78. SECOND PART. C. M. 
fsraeVs Rebellion and Pxinishment ; or, ihe Sins and Chastisements of God'' s Peopl^. 

OH what a stiff*, rebellious house 
Was Jacob's ancient race ! 
False to their own most solemn vows, 
And to their Maker's grace. 

2 They broke the covenant of his love, 

And did his laws despise, 
Forgot the works he wrought to prove 
His power before their eyes. 

3 They saw the plagues on Egypt light 

From his avenging hand : 
What dreadful tokens of his might 
Spread o'er the stubborn land. 

4 They saw him cleave the mighty sea. 

And march'd in safety through, 
With wat'ry walls to guard their way^ 
Till they had 'scap'd the foe. 

5 A wond'rous pillar mark'd the road, 

Compos'd of shade and light ; 
By day it prov'd a shelt'ring cloud, 
A leading fire by night. 

6 He from the rock their thirst supplied ; 

The gushing waters fell, 
And ran in rivers by their side, 
A constant miracle. 



PSALM 78. 171 

7 Yet they provok'd the Lord most high, 

And dar'd distrust his hand ; 
Can he with bread our host supply 
Amid this desert land ?" 

8 The Lord with indignation heard, ' 

And caus'd his wrath to flame : 
His terrors ever stand prepared 
To vindicate his name. 

PSALM 78. THIRD PART. C. M. 
The Punishment of Luxury and Iniemptrance \ or, Chastisement and Salvation, 

WHEN Israel sins the Lord reproves. 
And fills their hearts with dread ; 
Yet he forgives the men he loves, 
And sends them heav'nly bread. 

2 He fed them with a libVal hand, 

And made his treasures known ; 
He gave the midnight clouds command 
To pour provision down. 

3 The manna, like a morning shower, 

Lay thick around their feet ; 
The corn of heav'n, so light, so pure, 
As though 'twere angel's meat. 

4 But they in murm'ring language said, 

" Manna is all our feast! 
We loathe this light, this airy bread ; 
We must have flesh to taste." 

5 Ye shall have flesh to please your lust/' 
The Lord in wrath replied, 

And sent them quails, like sand or dust 
Heap'd up from side to side. 

6 He gave them all their own desire ; 

And greedy as they fed. 
His vengeance burnt with secret fire. 
And smote the rebels dead. 



172 PSALM 78. 

7 When some were slain^ the rest return 'd, 

And sought the Lord with tears ; 
Under the rod they fear'd and mourn 'd;, 
But soon forgot their fears. 

8 Oft he chastis'd, and still forgave^ 

Till by his gracious hand 
The nation he resolv'd to save, 
Possess d the promis d land. 

PSALM 78. 32, &c. FOURTH part. L. M. 

Backsliding and Forgiveness ; or. Sin punished and Saints saved 

GREAT God, how oft did Isra'l prove 
By turns thine anger and thy love ! 
There in a glass our hearts may see 
How fickle and how false they be. 

2 How soon the faithless Jews forgot 

The dreadful wonders God had wrought ; 
Then they provoke him to his face. 
Nor fear his power, nor trust his grace. 

3 The Lord consumed their years in pain. 
And made their travels long and vain ; 
A tedious march, thro' unknown ways^ 
Wore out their strength, and spent their days 

4 Oft when they saw their brethren slain. 
They mourn'd and sought the Lord again 
Cairdhimthe Rock of their abode. 
Their high Redeemer, and their God. 

5 Their praj'^ers and vows before him rise, 
As flatt'ring words or solemn lies, 
While their rebellious tempers prove 
False to his covenant and his love. 

6 Yet did his sovVeign grace forgive 
The men who not deserv'd to live ; 
His anger oft away he turn'd, 

Or else with gentle flame it burn'd. 



PSALM 79. 173 

7 He saw their flesh was weak and frail, 
He saw temptations still prevail ; 
The God of Abram lov'd them still, 
And led them to his holy hill. 

PSALM 79. c. M. 

Complaint of a Nation, or of thi Cliurcli against Ene,mies. 

OGOD, attend, while hosts of foes 
Thj heritage invade : 
Thj Salem is become a heap ; 
Thy house a ruin made. 

2 Thy sons, denied a peaceful grave, 

Become the vulture's food ; 
Their bodies wolves insatiate tear, 
x\nd lions drink their blood. 

3 Behold us. Lord, a remnant sad, 

Of peace and hope forlorn, 
Of every mouth the vile reproach, 
Of every eye the scorn. 

4 How long shall thy fierce anger burn ? 

How long delay thy grace; 
How iong thy hapless children mourn 
The hidings of thy face ? 

5 Thy vengeance shall find out our foes, 

Who mock thy fearful name, 
Who hate thy laws, deride thy word. 
And glory in their shame. 

6 While they thy chosen flock devour. 

And all our cities waste ; 
Forget our sins and follies past, 
And let thy mercy haste. 

7 Help, Lord of hosts, for Jesus' sake, 

The glory of thy name ; 

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174 PSALM 80. 

Cleanse us from goilt, our hearts renews 
And wipe away our shame. 

8 Why should our foes insulting crj^ 

" Where is the God you boast, 

This fabled Lord of earth and heaven^ 

" Your triumph, and your trust ?" 

9 Arise, O God, and let thy hand 

With awful glory shine ; 
With terror make our haughty foes 
Confess thy name divine. 

10 Behold our blood ; our sighs regard ; 

And with almighty power 
Rescue thy saints, conderan'd to die. 
And bid us fear no more. 

11 On them their foul reproach shall turn, 

And wound with sevenfold scorn ; 
While we, thy flock, thy grace proclaim. 
To ages yet unborn. 

PSALM 80. L. M. 

The Churcli's Praver under Affliclion ; or, the Vineyard of God wasted. 

GREAT Shepherd of thine Israel, 
Who didst between the cherubs dwell. 
And lead the tribes, thy chosen sheep, 
Safe thro' the desert and the deep : 

2 Thy church is in the desert now : 
Shine from on high, and guide us through 
Turn us to thee, thy love restore, 

We shall be say'd and sigh no more. 

3 Great God^ whom heav'nly hosts obey, 
How long shall we lament and pray ? 
And wait in vain thj kind return ? 
How long shall thy fierce anger burn ? 



PSALM 80. 175 

4 Instead of wine and cheerful bread, 
Thy saints with their own tears are fed ; 
Turn us to thee, thy love restore, 

We shall be sav'd and sigh no more. 

PAUSE FIRST. 

5 Hast thou not planted with thy hands 
A lovely vine in heathen lands ? 
Did not thy power defend it round, 
And heav'nly dews enrich the ground ? 

6 How did the spreading branches shoot. 
And bless the nations with the fruit ? 
But now, dear Lord, look down and see 
Thy mourning vine, that lovely tree. 

7 Why is its beauty thus defac'd ? 
Why hast thou laid her fences waste ? 
Strangers and foes against her join, 
And ev ry beast devours thy vine. 

S Return, almighty God, return ; 

Nor let thy bleeding vineyard mourn : 
Turn us to thee, thy love restore, 
We shall be sav'd and sigh no more. 

PAUSE SECO.^W. 

9 Lord, when this vine in Canaan grew. 
Thou wast its strength and glory too ; 
Attacked in vain by all its foes. 

Till the fair branch of promise rose. 

10 Fair branch, ordain'd of old to shoot 
From David's stock, from Jacob s root ; 
Himself a noble vine, and we 

The lesser branches of the tree. 

11 'Tis thy own Son ; and he shall stand 
Girt with thy strength at thy right hand ; 
Thy first-born Son, adorn 'd and blest 
With power and grace above the rest. 



176 PSALM 81, 82. 

12 Oh ! for his sake attend our cry, 
Shine on thy churches lest thej die : 
Turn ns to thee, thy love restore, 
Y\ e shall be sav'd, and sif>;h no more. 

PSALM 81. 1,8—16. S. M. 

Tht Warnings of God to his People; or, spiritual Blessings and Punisfmenls. 

OING to the Lord alond, 

And make a joyful noise ; 
God is our strength, our Saviour God ; 
Let Isra'l hear his voice. 

2 From vile idolatry 

Preserve my worship clean ; 
^' I am the Lord that set thee free 
" From slaverj^ and sin. 

3 Stretch thy desires abroad , 

" And I'll supply them well ; 
But if ye will refuse your God, 
If Isra'l will rebel ; 

4 " ril leave them (saith the Lord,) 

" To their own lusts a prey, 
" And let them run the dang'rous road, 
'Tis their own chosen way. 

5 Yet oh ! that ail my saints 

Would hearken to my voice! 
Soon would I ease their sore complaints, 
And bid their hearts rejoice. 

6 While I destroy *d their foes, 

I'd richly feed my flock, 
" And they should tast^ the stream that flow 
^' From their eternal Rock." 

PSALM 82. L.M. 

Gild thf svpT'inr Governor ; or, Mas:strates warned 

AMONG th' assemblies of the great 
^ A greater Ruler takes his seat ; 



PSALM 83. 177 

The God of heav n as Judge surveys 
Those gods on earth and all their ways. 

2 Why will ye then frame wicked laws ? 
Or why support th' unrighteous cause ? 
When will ye once defend the poor. 
That sinners vex the saints no more ? 

3 They know not. Lord, nor will they know ; 
Dark are the ways in which they go ; 
Their name of earthly gods is vain, 
For they shall fall and die hke men, 

4 Arise, O Lord, and let thy Son 
Possess his universal throne, 
And rule the nations with his rod ; 
He is our Judge, and he our God. 

PSALM 83. S. M. 

A Complaint against Pcrsecvtors. 

AND will the God of grace 
Perpetual silence keep ? 
The God of Justice hold his peace^ 
And let his vengeance sleep ? 

2 Behold what cursed snares 
The men of mischief spread ; 

The men that hate thy saints and thee. 
Lift up their threat ning head. 

3 Against thy hidden ones, 
Their counsels they employ, 

And malice, with her watchful eye^ 
Pursues them to destroy. 

4 The noble and the base 
Into thy pastures leap : 

The lion and the stupid ass 
Conspire to vex the sheep, 

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178 PSALM 83. 

5 Come, let us join (they cry,) 

To root them from the groimdj 
Till not the name of saints remain^ 
Nor memVy shall be found." 

6 Awake, almighty God, 

And call thy wrath to mind ; 
Give them like forests to the fire, 

Or stubble to the wind. 
^7 Convince their madness, Lord, 

And make them seek thy name ; 
Or else their stubborn ra^-e confound, 

That they may die in shame. 
8 Then shall the nations know 

That glorious, dreadful word^ 
Jehovah is thy name alone. 

And thou the sov'reign Lord. 

PSALM 83. P. M. Jis the JVew bOth. 

Aprayi-Y of th,' Chiirch against 'i- ^- E i mies 

OTHOU, the only irood, and great, and" wise, 
f ather of men, and Lord of earth and skies, 
Thine awful silence break ! from heaven's far end 
in countless myriads see thj foes ascend; 
Lust, malice, pride, to waste thy kingdom arm ; 
Fierce swells the tumult, threatening roars the 
slonn ! 

2 See from all climes th' embattled nations roll ; 
A world in a nis, and sin th^ inspirinir soul ! 

The north and soutli, the east and west combine ; 
Th.e prince and slave, the sage and savage, join ; 
And power, and wealth, and skill, and fraud, unite 
The host to summon, and to arm the fight. 

3 VVhate'er ingenior^s mischief can devise, 

Or the tongue utter, trai n'd to arts and lies, 
Or envy wish, or malice fell prepare, 
Or atheist hope, or bold blasphemer dare, [try, 
Tiiey Wish, they hope, they from, they dare, they 
And sound the truiup to combat with the sky. 



PSALM 84. 179 

4 " Unite," thej crj, " our wisdom and our power, 

Now shall the name of God be heard no more ; 

His word through earth become the butt of scorn ; 

His church expire ; in dust his temples mourn ; 

Lost in eternal night, Messiah lie ; 

His promise perish, and his glorj die." 
0*0 thou great God, before whose awful ire 

The hills dissolve, and seas and skies expire, 

Bow the high heavens ; make bare th' avenging 
arm ; 

Awake thy thunders; rouse the sleepinsf storm; 
Thy lightnings summon to the dreadful day. 
Nor leave thy flock to ravening wolves a prey. 

6 As empty chaff before the whirlwind flies, 
In flames to heaven as kindled forests rise; 
So shall the nations vanish from thine eye ; 
Their cities sink ; the scattered islands fly ; [fall, 
The hard rocks cleave ; the tottering mountains 
And death and terror rend the skrinking ball-t 

7 Thro' all their deep-laid counsels madness send; 
Sin their foul source, and misery their end, 
Amaz'd, overthrown, to guilt a prey forlorn, 

Of shame the victims, and of truth the scorn, 
Their tears sliall fall ; to prayers their curses turn, 
And sunk in dust, the wretched remnant mourn. 

8 vSo shall thy kingdom to new glory rise ; 
Thy children flourish in indulgent skies; 
From shore to shore thy word in triumph run ; 
In every land thy name and praise be one ; 

And the wide world resound in wondering strains, 
Supreme o'er heaven and earth JEHOVAH 
^ reigns." 

PSALM 81. FIRST PART. L. M. 

Th t PkasuTfs of Puhhr WurUiif 

HOW pleasant, how divinely fair, 
O Lord of hosts, thy dwellings are ; 
With long desire my spirit faints, 
To meet th' assemblies of thy saints. 

* haiah\i.\x. 1, 3. t R^V. Kvi. 18 20. 



180 PSALM 84. 

2 My flesh would rest in thine abode ; 
My panting heart cries out for God ; 
My God ! my King! why should I be 
So far from all my joys and thee ! 

3 The sparrow chooses where to rest. 
And for her young provides her nest ; 
But will my God to sparrows grant 
That pleasure which his children want ? 

4 Blest are the saints who sit on high, 
Around thy throne of majesty ; 
Thy brightest glories shine above, 
And all their work is praise and love. 

5 Blest are the souls that find a place 
Within the temple of thy grace ; 
There they behold thy gentler rays. 
And seek thy face, and learn thy praise. 

6 Blest are the men whose hearts are set 
To find the way to Zion's gate ; 

God is their strength ; and thro' the road 
They lean upon their helper, God. 

7 Cheerful they walk with growing strength^ 
Till all shall meet in heav'n at length ; 
Till all before thy face appear, 

And join in nobler worship there. 

PSALM 84. SECOND PART. ^L. M. 
God and his Church ; or, Grace andGhry. 

GREAT God, attend while Zion sings 
The joy that from thy presence springs; 
^o spend one day with thee on earth 
Exceeds a thousand days of mirth. 
2 Might I enjoy the meanest place 

Within thy house, O God of grace, 
' Not tents of ease, nor thrones of power 
Should tempt my feet to leave thy door. 



PSALM 84. 181 

3 God is our sun, he makes our day ; 
God is our shield, he guards our way 
From all th' assaults of hell and sin. 
From foes without and foes within. 

4 All needful grace will God bestow, 
And crown that grace with glory too : 
He gives us all things, and withholds 
No real good from upright souls. 

5 O God, our King, thy sovereign sway 
The glorious hosts of heav n obey, 
And devils at thy presence flee ; 
Blest is the man that trusts in thee. 

PSALM 84. 1, 2, 3—10. C. M. 

Paraphrased. 

Delight in Ordinances »fWor::':ip ; or, God present in his Churches. 

MY soul, how lovely is the place 
To which thy God resorts ! 
'Tis heav'n to see his smiling face, 
Tho' in his earthly courts. 

2 There the great monarch of the skies 

His saving power displays, 
And light breaks in upon our eyes, 
With kind and quick'ning rays. 

3 With his rich gifts the heav'nly Dove 

Descends and fills the place, 
While Christ reveals his wond'rous love, 
And sheds abroad his grace. 

4 There, mighty God, thy words declare 

The secrets of thy will : 
And still we seek thy mercy there, 
And sing thy praises still. 

PAUSE. 

5 My heart and flesh cry out for thee, 

While far from thine abode : 



82 PSALM 84. 

When shall I tread thv courts and see 
My Saviour and my God ? 

6 The sparrow builds herself a nest. 

And suffers no remove ; 
Oh make me like the sparrow, blest, 
To dwell but where I love. 

7 To sit one day beneath thine eye. 

And hear thy gracious voice, 
Exceeds a whole eternity 
Employed in carnal joys. 

8 Lord, at thy threshold I would wait, 

While Jesus is within. 
Rather than fill a throne of state 
Or live in tents of sin. 

9 Could I command the spacious land, 

And the more boundless sea, 
For one blest hour at thy right hand 
rd give them both away. 

PSALM 84. P. M. As the imh Psalm. 

Lohgi/igfor the Houst of God. 

IORD of the worlds above. 
How pleasant and how fair 
The dwellings of thy love. 
Thine earthly temples are ; 
To thine abode 
My heart aspires with warm desires 
To see my God. 

2 The sparrow for her young 

With pleasure seeks a nest. 
And wandVing swallows long 
To find their wonted rest ; 
My spirit faints 
With equal zeal to rise and dwell 
Among thy saints. 



PSALM 84. 



183 



3 O happy souls that pray, 

Where God appoints to hear ; 
O happy men that pay 

Their constant service there ! 
They praise thee still ; 
And happy they that love the way 
To^^Zion's hill. 

4 They go from strength to strength^ 

Thro' this dark vale of tears^ 
Till each arrives at length, 
Till each in heav n appears ; 
O glorious seat, 
When God our King shall thithef bring 
Our w^illing feet ! 

PAUSE. 

5 To spend one sacred day 

Where God and saints abide, 
Affords diviner joy 
' Than thousand days beside 

Where God resorts, 
I love it more to keep the door 
Than shine in courts. 

6 God is our sun and shield^ 

Our light and our defence ; 
With gifts his hands are fill'd ; 
We draw our blessings thence ; 
He shall bestow 
On Jacob s race peculiar grace 
And glory too. 

7 . The Lord his people loves ; 

His hand no good withholds 
From those his heart approves, 
From ptlre and pious souls : 



184 PSALM 85. 

Thrice happy he, 
O God of hosts, whose spirit trusts 
Alone in thee. 

PSALM 85. 1—8. FIRST PART. L. M. 

Waiting for iin Ansivr io Prayer ; or, Ddivtraya c t)fgun a^id ompleied. 

LORD, thou hast calFd thj grace to mind, 
Thou hast reversed our heavy doom : 
So God forgave when Isra'l sinn'd, 
And brought his wandering captives home. 

2 Thou hast begun to set us free. 
And made th j fiercest wrath abate : 
Now let our hearts be turn'd to thee^ 
And thy salvation be complete. 

3 Revive our dying graces. Lord, 
And let thy saints in thee rejoice ; 
Make known thy truth, faltil thy word^ 
We wait for praise to tune our voice. 

4 We wait to hear what God will say ; 
He'll speak, and give his people peace : 
But let them run no more ast! ay, 

Lest his returning wrath increase. 

PSALM 85. 0, SECOND PART. L. M. 

Sa'vation by Christ. 

Q \LVATION is for ever nigh 

The souls that fear and trust the Lord : 
And grace descending from on high 
Fresh hopes of glory shall afford. 

2 Mercy and triith on earth are met, 
SinceChristtheLordcamedownfromheav n; 
By his obedience, so complete, 

Justice is pleas'd, and peace is givn. 

3 Now truth and honour shall abound, 
Religion dwell on earth again, 

And heav'iily influence bless the ground 
In our Redeemer s gentle reign. 



PSALM 86, 87. 185 

4 His righteousness is gone before, 
To give us free access to God ; 
Our wandering feet shall stray no more, 
But mark his steps and keep the road. 

PSALM 86. 8—13. C. M. 

A general Song (>f Praise to God. 

\ MONG the prmces, earthly gods, 
There's none hath power divine : 
Nor is their nature, might j Lord, 
Nor are their works like thine. 

2 The nations thou hast made shall bring 

Their off 'rings round thy throne; 
For thou alone dost wond'rous things, 
For thou art God alone. 

3 Lord, I would walk with holy feet, 

Teach me thj heav'nly ways. 
And my poor scattered thoughts unite 
In God mj Father's praise. 

4 Great is thy mercy, and my tongue 

Shall those sweet wonders tell. 
How by thy grace my sinking soul 
Rose from the deeps of hell, 

PSALM 87. L. M. 

Tht Church the Birth-place of the Sainis ; or, Jcict and Gentiles united in the Qiiristian 

Church 

GOD in his earthly temple lays 
Foundations for his heav'nly praise ; 
He likes the tents of Jacob well, 
But still in Zion loves to dwell. 

2 His mercy visits evVj house 

That pays its night and morning vows ; 
But makes a more delightful stay 
Where churches meet to praise and praj. 

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186 PSALM 88. 

3 What glories were describ'd of old ! 
What wonders are of Zion told ! 
Thou city of our God below, 

Thy fame shall Tyre and Egypt know. 

4 Egypt and Tyre^ the Greek and Jew, 
Shall there begin their lives a-new : 
Angels and men shall join to sing 
The hill where living waters spring. 

5 When God makes up his last account 
Of natives in his holj mount, 
'Twill be an honour to appear 

As one new-born or nourish 'd there. 

PSALM 88. FIRST PART. C. M. 

The Sorrows of Cfirist. 

OGOD of my salvation, hear ! 
My daily cry attend ! 
When shall I triumph o'er the grave ? 
And when my sorrows end ? 

2 My life is number'd with the dead, 

That lost in silence lie ; 
My strength decays; my spirits droop. 
And all my comforts die. 

3 Forgotten in the lowest pit, 

In darkness and the deep, 
My heart the light of hope forsakes, 
My weary eyelids sleep. 

4 Shunn'd, as polluted victims are. 

Like lepers, shut from men. 
My dearest friends my footsteps fly, 
Nor know my face again. 

5 Each day a mourner from my youth, 

My tears in anguish fall ; 
No feeling heart partakes my pain : 
No ear attends my call. 



PSALM 88. 187 

6 Thy wrath hangs heavy o'er my head ; 

Thy terrors round me burn ; 
My feet are lost in sorrow's waves^ 
Nor find a path to turn. 

7 To thee each morn I raise my cry ; 

Thy suppliant hear and save ! 
Oh let me see thy smiling face^ 
And bring me from the grave ! 

8 Though friend and lover, near and dear,, 

In dark recesses hide ; 
Though here I meet the darts of hate^ 
And bear the scoffs of pride ; 

9 Fll lift my hands, 111 raise mine eyes^ 

For thy salvation ; Lord, 
Thy hand shall save me from my foes, 
And well fulfil thv word.* 

PSALM 88. SECOND PART. L. M. 
Death not the end of our being. 
V r. 10, 11, 12, t Pa.aphrased. 

SHALL man, O God of light and hfe, 
For ever moulder in the grave ? 
Canst thou forget thy glorious work, 
Thy promise, and thy power, to save ? 

2 In death's obscure, oblivious realms 

No truths are taught, nor wonders shown; 
No mercy beams to warm the heart ; 
Thy name unsung, thy grace unknown. 

3 No lips proclaim redeeming love. 

With praise and transport in the sound; 
The gospel's glory never shines. 

And hope and peace are never found. 

4 But in those silent realms of night 

Shall peace and hope no more arise ? 

* Vitringa, Bishnp Home, &-c interpret this P uilm according to the scheme of the ver 
ision here ^iveu. 

f See Bishop Home on these vcrsei. 



188 PSALM 88. 

No future morning light the tomb^ 

Nor day-star gild the darksonae skies ? 

5 Shall spring the faded world revive ? 

Shall waning moons their light return ? 
Again shall setting suns ascend. 
And the lost day anew be born? 

§ Shall life revisit dying worms, 

And spread the joyful insects' wing ? 
And Oh ! shall man awake no more, 
To see thy face, thy name to sing ? 

7 Cease^ cease, ye vain, desponding fears : 
When Christ, our Lord^ from darkness 
sprang, 

Death, the last foe, was captive led. 

And heaven with praise and wonder rang. 

8 Him, the first fruits, his chosen sons 

Shall follow from the vanquished grave ; 
He mounts his throne, the King of kings. 
His church to quicken, and to save. 

9 Faith sees the bright, eternal doors 

Unfold, to make his children way : 
They shall be cloth'd with endless life, 
And shine in everlasting day. 

10 The trump shall sound ; the dust awake ; 

From the cold tombtheslumberers spring; 
Through heaven with joy theirmyriads rise. 
And hail their Saviour, and their King. 

PSALM 88. THIRD PART. L. M. 

Lift the only accepted Time. 

ITS^HILE life prolongs its precious light, 
V ? Mercy is found, and peace is given ; 
But soon, ah*" soon ! approaching night 
Shall blot out every hope of heaven. 



PSALM 88. 189 

2 While God invites, how bless 'd the day ! 

How sweet the gospel's charming sound ! 
" Come sinners, haste, oh haste away, 
Wile yet a pard'ning God he's found/' 

3 Soon, borne on Time's most rapid wing, 

Shall Death command you to the grave^ 
Before his bar your spirits bring, 
And none be found to hear or save. 

4 In that lone land of deep despair, 

No Sabbath's heavenly light shall rise ; 
No God regard your bitter prayer. 
Nor Saviour call you to the skies. 

5 No wonders to the dead are shown, 

(The wonders of redeeming love ;) 
No voice his glorious truth makes known^ 
Nor sings the bliss of climes above. 

6 Silence, and solitude, and gloom. 

In these forgetful realms appear ; 
Deep sorrows fill the dismal tomb. 
And hope shall never enter there. 

PSALM 88. FOURTfl PART. S. M. 
Sohmn Tkough 's after da.nmerovs Sickness 

STRETCH'D on the bed of grief, 
In silence long I lay ; 
For sore disease and wasting pain 
Had worn my strength away. 

2 Just o'er the grave I hung ; 

No pardon met my eyes ; 
As blessings never greet the s]ain« 
And hope shall never rise. 

3 Sweet mercy to my soul 

Reveal'd no charming ray ; 
Before me rose a long, dark night. 
With no succeeding day. 
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\m PSALM 88. 

4 I saw, beyond the tomb. 

The awful Judge appear, 
Prepar'd to scan with strict account 
My blessings wasted here. 

5 His wrath, like flaming fire, 

Burn'd to the lowest hell. 
And in that hopeless world of w© 
He bade my spirit dwell. 

6 My friends, now friends no more^ 

At infinite remove, 
Left me, to gain their rich reward. 
And taste forgiving love. 

7 Then O how vain appear'd 

The joys beneath the sky ! 
Like visions past, like flowers that blow. 
When wintry storms are nigh. 

8 How mourn 'd my sinking soul 

The Sabbath's hours divine, 
The day of grace, that precious day, 
Consum'd in sense, and sin. 

9 The v/ork, the mighty work, 

Of life, so long delayed ; 
Repentance, yet to be begun. 
Upon a dying bed ? 

10 Then to the Lord I pray'd, 
And rais'd a bitter cry — 
Hear me, O God, and save my soul. 
Lest I for ever die." 

1-1 He heard my humble cry ; 

He sav'd my soul from death ; 
To him ril give my heart and hands. 
And consecrate ray breath. 



PRALM 89. fSI 

12 Ye sinners, fear the Lord, 

While yet 'ti$ calFd to day ; 
Soon will the awful voice of Deatk 
Command your souls away. 

13 Soon will the harvest close ; 

The summer soon be o'er,* 
And soon your injur'd, angry God 
Will hear your prayers no more. 
PSALM 89. L. M. 

The Covenant made with Christ; or, 'he true David. 

FOR ever shall my song record 
The truth and mercy of the Lord ; 
Mercy and truth for ever stand 
Like heav'n establish'd by his hand. 

2 Thus to his Son he sware and said, 

With thee my cov'nant first was made ; 
In thee shall dying sinners live ; 
Glory and grace are thine to give. 

3 " Be thou my prophet, thou my priest ; 

Thy children shall be ever blest ; 
Thou art my chosen King, thy throne 
Shall stand eternal like my own. 

4 There's none of all my sons above 
So much my image or my love ; 
Celestial powers thy subjects are, 
Then what can earth to thee compare ? 

5 " David, my servant, whom I chose 

To guard my flock, to crush my foes ; 
And rais'd him to the Jewish throne, 
Was but a shadow of my Son," 

6 Now let the church rejoice and sing 
Jesus her Saviour and her King : 
Angels his heav'nly wonders show. 
And saints declare his works below- 

• JtT. Tui, 2(7, 



192 



PSALM 89. 



PSALM 89. FIRS 1 PART. CM. 

The Faithfulness of God. 

MY never-ceasing song shall show 
The mercies of the Lord ; 
And make succeeding ages know 
How faithful is his word. 

2 The sacred truths his lips pronounce 

Shall firm as heav n endure ; 
And if he speak a promise once, 
Th' eternal grace is sure. 

3 How long the race of David held 

The promis'd Jewish throne ! 
But there's a nobler covenant seal'd 
To David's greater Son. 

4 His seed for ever shall possess 

A throne above the skies ; 
The meanest subject of his grace 
Shall to that glory rise. 

5 Lord God of hosts, thy wondVous ways 

Are sung by saints above : 
And saints on earth their honours raise 
To thy unchanging love. 

PSALM 89. 7, &C. SECOND PART. C. M. 

The Power and Majesty of God ; or Reverential Worship. 

17|^ITH rev'rence let the saints appear, 
▼ f And bow before the Lord, 
His high commands with rev'rence hear, 
And tremble at his word. 

2 How terrible thy glories be ! 

How bright thine armies shine ! 
Where is the power that vies with thee, 
Or truth compar'd with thine ! 

3 The northern pole and southern rest 

On thy supporting hand ; 



PSALM 89. 193 

Darkness and day, from east to west, 
Move round at thy command. 

4 Thy words the raging winds controls 

And rule the boist'rous deep ; 
Thou mak'st the sleeping billows roll, 
The rolling billows sleep. 

5 Heav*n, earth, and air, and sea are thine, 

And the dark world of hell ; 
How did thine arm in vengeance shine 
When Egypt durst rebel! 

6 Justice and judgment are thy throne, 

Yet wond'rous is thy grace ! 
While truth and mercy join'd in one., 
Invite us near thy face. 

PSALM 89. 15, &C. THIRD PART. C. M. 

A blessed Gospel 

BLESS'D are the souls who hear and know 
The gospel's joyful sound ! 
Peace shall attend the path they go, 
And light their steps surround. 

2 Their joy shall bear their spirits up 

Through their Redeemer's name ; 
His righteousness exalts their hope ; 
Nor Satan dkres condemn. 

3 Th^ Lord our glory and defence. 

Strength and salvation gives ; 
Israel, thy King for ever reigns. 
Thy God for ever lives. 

PSALM 89. 19, &C. FOURTH PART. C M. 

ChrisVs Mtdialorld Kingdom ; or, his Divine and Human Nature. 

HEAR what the Lord in vision said.. 
And made his mercy known : 
^' Sinners, behold, your help is laid 
On my almighty Son* 



194 PSALM 89. 

2 " Behold the man my wisdom chose 

Among your mortal race : 
" His head my holy oil o erflows^ 
" The spirit of my grace. 

3 High shall he reign on David's throng. 

My people's better King: 
My arm shall beat his rivals down^ 
And still new subjects bring. 

4 My truth shall guard him in his way, 
" With mercy bj his side : 

While in my name, thro' earth and sea, 
" He shall in triumph ride. 

5 Me for his Father and his God, 
" He shall for ever own, 

Call me his rock, his high abode, 
And 111 support my Son. 

6 " My first-born Son, array 'd in grace, 

" At my right hand shall sit. 
Beneath him angels know their place, 
And monarchs at his feet. 

7 ^' My covenant stands for ever fast. 

My promises are strong ; 
" Firm as the heavens his throne shall last, 
" His seed endure as long." 

PSALM 89. 30, &C. FIFTH PART, C. M. 

The Covenant «f Grace unchangeable ; or. AJflictions ivithuut Rejection. 

YET (saith the Lord) if David s race, 
^' The children of my Son, 
Should break my laws, abuse my grace, 
" And tempt mine anger down ; 

2 Their sins Til visit with the rod, 
" And make their folly smart ; 
But ril not cease to be their God, 
Nor from my truth depart 



PSALM 89. 195 

3 My cov'nant I will ne'er revoke, 
^ Bat keep my grace in mind ; 
" And what eternal love hath spoke. 
Eternal truth shall bind. 

1 4 Once have I sworn, I need no more, 

" And pledged my holiness, 
To seal the sacred promise sure 
" To David and his race. 
5 The sun shall see his offspring rise 

" And spread from sea to sea, 
j Long as he travels round the skies 
1 To give the nations day. 

I 6 Sure as the moon that rules the night 
" His kingdom shall endure, 
" Till the fix'd laws of shade and light 
Shall be observ'd no more." 

PSALM 89. 47, &c. SIXTH part. L. M. 

Mortality and Hope. 
A FUNERAL P6ALM. 

REMEMBER, Lord, our mortal state, 
How frail our life, how short the date! 
Where is the man that draws his breath 
Safe from disease, secure from death ? 

2 Lord, while we see whole nations die, 
Our flesh and sense repine and cry, 

Must Death for ever rage and reign ? 
Or hast thou made mankind in vain ? 

3 " Where is thy promise to the just ? 

" Are not thy servants turn'd to dust ?" 
But faith forbids these mournful sighs. 
And sees the sleeping dust arise. 

4 That glorious hour, that dreadful day^ 
Wipes the reproach of saints away, 

J And clears the honour of thy word : 
Awake, our souls, and bless the Lord 



>96 PSALM 89, 90. 

PSALM 89. 47, kc. LAST PART. P. M. 
As the 113th Psalm. 
Life, Death, and the Resurrection 

THINK, mighty God, on feeble man, 
How few his hours, how short his span! 
Short from the cradle to the grave : 
Who can secure his vital breath 
Against the bold demand of death. 
With skill to fly, or power to save ? 

2 Lord, shall it be for ever said, 

" The race of man was only made 

^' For sickness, sorrow, and the dust T' 
Are not thy servants, day by day, 
Sent to their graves and turn'd to clay ? 
Lord, where s thy kindness to the just? 

3 Hast thou not pro^nis'd to thy Son, 
And all his seed, a heav'nly crown ? 

But flesh and sense indulge despair : 
For ever blessed be the Lord, 
That faith can read his holy word, 

And find a resurrection there. 

4 For ever blessed be the Lord, 
Who gives his saints a long reward 

For all their toil, reproach, and pain : 
Let all below, and all above, 
Join to proclaim thy wondrous love. 

And each repeat a, loud Amen. 

PSALM 90. L. M. 

Man mvrtaK and God eternal. 
A ATOURNFUL SOIn^G AT A FUNERAL. 

THROUGH evVy age, eternal God, 
Thou art our rest, our safe abode ; 
High was thy throne ere heav'n w^as made^ 
Or earth thy humble footstool laid. 

f Long had st thou reign'd ere time began, 
Or dust was fashioned into man ; 



PSALM 90- 197 

And long thy kingdom shall endure 
When earth and time shall be no more. 

3 But man, weak man, is born to die. 
Made up of guilt and vanity : 

Thy dreadful sentence, Lord, was just, 
^' Return, ye sinners, to your dust/' 

4 [A thousand of our years amount 
Scarce to a day in thine account ; 
Like yesterday's departed light, 
Or the last watch of ending night. 

PAUSE. 

j 5 Death, like an overflowing stream, 
i Sweeps us away ; our life's a dream ; 
An empty tale ; a morning flower, 
Cut down and wither 'd in an hour. 

6 Our age to seventy years is set ; 

How short the time ! how frail the state! 

And if to eighty we arrive. 

We rather sigh and groan, than live. 

7 But oh how oft thy wrath appears, 
And cuts off our expected years! 
Thy wrath awakes our humble dread ! 
We fear the power that strikes us dead.] 

8 Teach us, O Lord, how frail is man ; 
And kindly lengthen out our span, 
Till a wise care of piety 
Fit us to die, and dwell with thee. 

PSALM 90. 1—5. FIRST PART. C. M. 

Man frail, and God eternal. 

OUR God, our help in ages past, 
Our hope for years to come, 
Our shelter from the stormy blast. 
And our eternal home ! 



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198 PSALM 90. 

2 Under the shadow of thy throne 

Thy saints have dwelt secure ; 
Sufficient is thine arm alone^ 
And our defence is sure. 

3 Before the hills in order stood. 

Or earth received her frame. 
From everlasting thou art God, 
To endless years the same. 

4 Thy word commands our flesh to dust. 

" Return, ye sons of men 
All nations rose from earth at first, 
And turn to earth again, 

5 A thousand ages in thy sight 

Are like an ev'ning gone ; 
Short as the watch that ends the night 
Before the rising dawn. 

0 [The busy tribes of flesh and blood, 
With all their lives and cares, 
Are carried downward by the flood^. 
And lost in following years. 

7 Time, like an ever-rolling stream, 

Bears all its sons away ; 
They fly forgotten, as a dream 
Dies at the opening day. 

8 Like flow'ry fields the nations stand 

Pleas'd with the morning light ; 
The flowers beneath the mower s hand 
Lie withering ere 'tis night.] 

9 Our God, our help in ages past, 

Our hope for years to come. 
Be thou our guard while troubles lastj 
And our eternal home. 



PSALM 90. 199 
PSALM 90. 8, 11, 9, 10, 12. second part. C. M. 

Infirmities and Mortality the Effects of Sin ; or. Life, Old Age, and Preparation for 

Death. 

LORD, if thine eyes survey our faults. 
And justice grows severe, 
Thy dreadful wrath exceeds our thoughts, 
And burns beyond our fear. 

2 Thine anger turns our frame to dust ; 

By one offence to thee, 
Adam, with all his sons, have lost 
Their immortality. 

3 Life, like a vain amusement, flies, 

A fable or a song ; 
By swift degrees our nature dies, 
<Nor can our joys be long. 

4 'Tis but a few whose days amount 

To three- score years and ten ; 
And all beyond that short account 
sorrow, toil, and pain. 

5 [Our vitals, with laborious strife, 

Bear up the crazy load ; 
And drag these poor remains of life 
Along the tiresome road,] 

6 Almighty God, reveal thy love, 

And not thy wrath alone ; 
Oh let our sweet experience prove 
The mercies of thy throne. 

7 Our souls would learn the heav'nly art 

T' improve the hours we have, 
That we may act the wiser part, 
And live beyond the grave- 

PSALM 90. 13, <^C. THIRD PART. C. M. 

Breathing after Heaven 

RETURN, O God of love, return; 
Earth is a tiresome place : 



200 PSALM 90. 

How long shall we, thy children, mourn 
' Our absence from thy face ? 

2 Let heav'n succeed our painful years^ 

Let sin and sorrow cease ; 
And in proportion to our tears. 
So make our joys increase. 

3 Thy wonders to thy servants show. 

Make thy own work complete : 
Then shall our souls thy glory know^ 
And own thy love was great. 

4 Then shall we shine before thy throne 

In all thy beauty, Lord ; 
And the poor service we have done 
Meet a divine reward. 

PSALM 90. 5, 10, 12. S. M. 

Tht Frailty and Shortness of Life. 

LORD, what a feeble piece 
Is this our mortal frame ! 
Our life, how poor a trifle 'tis, * 
That scarce deserves the name ! 

2 Alas, the brittle clay 

That built our body first ! 
And ev'ry month, and ev'ry day, 
'Tis mould'ring back to dust 

3 Our moments fly apace, 

Nor will our minutes stay. 
Just like a flood our hasty days 
Are sweeping us away. 

4 Well, if our days must fly. 

Well keep their end in sight, 
We'll spend them all in wisdom's way, 
And let them speed their flight. 

5 They'll waft us sooner o'er 

This life's tempestuous sea ; 



PS.\LM 91. 201 

Soon we shall reach the peaceful shore 
Of blest eternity. 

PSALM 91. 1 7. FIRST PART. L. M. 

Safet-j in Public Diseases and Dan'/crs. 

HE that hath made his refuge God, 
Shall find a most secure abode ; 
Shall walk all day beneath his shade, 
And there at night shall rest his head. 

2 Then will I say, " My God, thy power 
" Shall be my fortress and my tower ; 

" I that am form'd of feeble dust 

^' Make thine almighty arm my trust.'^ 

3 Thrice happy man ! thy Maker's care 
Shall keep thee from the f)wler's snare; 
Satan the tempter, who betrays 
Unguarded souls a thousand ways. 

4 Just as a hen protects her brood 

From birds of prey that seek their blood, 
Under her feathers, so the Lord 
Makes his own arm his people's guard. 

5 If burning beams of noon conspire 
To dart a pestilential tire ; 

God is their life, his wings are spread 
To shield them with an healthful shade. 

6 If vapours, with malignant breath, 
Rise thick, and scatter midnight death^ 
Isra'l is safe : the poison'd air- 
Grows pure, if Isra'i's God be there. 

PAUSE. 

7 What tho' a thousand at thy side, 

At thy right hand ten thousand died, . 
Thy God his chosen people saves 
Among the dead, amid the graves. 

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202 PSALM 91. 

8 So when he sent his angel down 

To make his wrath in Egypt known, 
And slew their sons, his careful eye 
Past all the doors of Jacob by. 

9 Bat if the fire, or plague, or sword. 
Receive commission from the Lord 
To strike his saints among the rest, 
Their very pains and deaths are blest 

10 The sword, the pestilence, or fire 
Shall but fulfil their best desire ; 
From sins and sorrows set them free, 
And bring thy children, Lord, to thee. 

PSALM 91. 9—16. SECOND -PART. C. M. 

Protection from DeafJi, Gtitrd of Angeh, Victor}), and Deliverance. 

YE sons of men, a feeble race, 
Expos'd to ev'ry snare, 
Come make the Lord your dwelling-ph 
And try and trust his care. 

2 No ill shall enter where you dwell ; 

Or if the plague come nigh, 
And sweep the wicked down to hell, 
'Twiii raise his saints on high. 

3 Hell give his angels charge to keep 

Your feet in all their ways; 
To watch Yonr pillow while you sleep, 
And guarei your happy days. 

4 Their hand shall bear you lest you fall 

And dash against the stones ; 
Are they not servants at his call. 
And sent i attend his sons ? 

5 Adders and lions ye shall tread. 

The tempter's wiles defeat; 
For he that broke the serpent's head 
Puts him beneath your feet. 



PSALM 92. 2oa 
6 Because on me they set their love, 
" I'll save them." saith the Lord ; 
" ril bear their joyful soals above 
Destruction and the sword. 

17 My grace shall answer when they call, 
1 " In trouble I'll be nigh : 

My power shall help them when they fall^ 
And raise them when they die. 

I 8 Those that on earth mj name have known^ 

I " I'll honour them in heav'n ; 

I There my salvation shall be shown, 

j ^' And endless life be giv'n." 

I PSALM 92. FIRST PART. L. M. 

A Psalm for the Lord'' s Day 

SWEET is the work, my God, my King, 
^ ^ To praise thy name, give thanks and smg. 
To show thy love by morning light, 
' And talk of all thy truth at night. 

i 2 Sweet is the day of sacred rest, 

No mortal care shall seize my breast ; 
Oh may my heart in tune be found, 
Like David's harp of solemn sound. 

3 My heart shall triumph in my Lord, 
And bless his works and bless his word ; 
Thy works of grace how bright they shine ! 
How deep thy counsels ! how divine ! 

4 Fools never raise their thoughts so high ; 
Like brutes thej live, like brutes they die : 
Like grass they flourish, till thy breath 
Blasts them in everlasting death. 

5 But 1 sfiatf. share a glorious part, 
When grace hath Well refln d my hearty 
And frefeh supplies of joy are shed, 
Like holy oil, to cheer rny head. 



204 PSALM 92, 93. 

6 Sin (my worst enemj before) 

Shall vex my eyes and ears no more : 
My inward foes shall all be slain. 
Nor Satan break my peace again. 

7 Then shall 1 see, and hear, and know 
All I desir'd or wish'd below; 

And ev'ry power find sweet employ 
In that eternal world of joy. 

PSALM 92. \2,&C. SECOND PART. L. M. 

The Church is the Garaen of God 

LORD, 'tis a pleasant thing to stand 
In gardens planted by thy hand ; 
Let me within thy courts be seen, 
Like a young cedar fresh and green. 

2 There grow thy saints in faith and love. 
Blest with thine influence from above ; 
Not Lebanon, with all its trees, 
Yields such a comely sight as these. 

3 The plants of grace shall ever live ; 
(Nature decays, but grace must thrive) 
Time, that doth all things else impair. 
Still makes them flourish strong and fair. 

4 Laden with fruits of age, they shew 
The Lord is holy, just, and true; 
None that attend his gates shall find. 
A God unfaithful or unkind. 

PSALM 93. L. M. 

Tiie Eitrnal and Sovereign God 

JEHOVAH reigns ; he dwells in lights 
Girded with majesty and might: 
The world, created by his hand% 
Still on its first foundation stands. 
2 But ere this spacious world was made, 
Or had its first foundation laid, 



PSALM 93. 



203 



Thy throDe eternal ages stood, 
. Thjself the ever-living God. 

3 Like floods the angry nations rise, 
And aim their rage against the skies ; 
Vain floods that aim their rage so high ! 
At thy rebuke the billows die. 

4 For ever shall thy throne endure ; 
Thy promise stands for ever sure ; 
And everlasting holiness 
Becomes the dv^ellings of thy grace. 

PSALM 93. P. M. As the old bOth Psalm, 
rJlHE Lord of glory reigns, he reigns on high ; 
JL His robes of state are strength and majesty ; 
This wide creation rose at his command. 
Built by his word, and 'stablished by his hand : 
Long stood his throne ere he began creation. 
And his own Godhead is the firm foundation. 

2 God is th' eternal King ; thy foes in vain 
Raise their rebellions to confound thy reign ; 
In vain the storms, in vain the floods arise, 
And roar and toss their waves against the skies ; 
Foaming at heav'n, they rage with wild commotion^ 
But heav'n's high arches scorn the swelling ocean, 

3 Ye tempests, rage no more ; ye floods, be still, 
And the mad world, submissive to his will : 
Built on his truth, his church must ever stand ; 
Firm are his promises, and strong his hand : 
See his own sons, when they appear before him, 
Bow at his footstool, and with fear adore him. 

PSALM 93. P. M. As ihe old 122d Psalm. 

n|^HE Lord Jehovah reigns, 
-I And royal state maintains, 
His head with awful glories crown'd; 

Array'd in robes of light, 

Begirt with so v reign might, 
And rays of majesty around. 



206 PSALM 94. 

2 Upheld by thy commands, 
The world securely stands. 

And skies and stars obey thy word ; 

Thy throne was fix'd on high 

Before the starry sky ; 
Eternal is thy kingdom, Lord. 

3 In vain the noisy crowd, 
Like billows fierce and loud, 

Against thine empire rage and roar ; 

In vain with angry spite 

The surly nations fight, 
And dash like waves against the shore. 

4 Let floods and nations rage, 
And all their powers engage ; 

Let swelling tides assault the sky : 
The terrors of thy frown 
Shall beat their madness down ; 

Thy throne for ever stands on high. 

5 Thy promises are true, 
Thy grace is ever new, 

There fix'd, thy church shall ne'er remove;.; 

Thy saints, with holy fear 

Shall in thy courts appear. 
And sing thine everlasting love. 

PSALM 94. 1, 2, 7—14. FIRST part. C. M. 

SainU chastiied, and Sinners destroyed; or, Instruclive Afflictions. 

OGOD, to whom revenge belongs, 
Proclaim thy wrath aloud ; 
Let sovereign power redress our wrongs. 
Let justice smite the proud. 
2 They say, " The Lord nor sees nor hears 
When will the fools be wise ? 
Can he be deaf, who form'd their ears? 
Or blind, who made their eyes ? 



PS ALM 94. 207 

3 He knows their impious thoughts are vain^ 

,\nd they shall feel his power ; 
His wrath shall pierce their souls with pain 
In some surprising hour. 

4 But if thy saints deserve rebuke^ 

Thou hast a gentler rod ; 
Thy providences, and thy book 
Shall make them know their God. 

5 Blest is the man thy hands chastise, 

And to his duty draw ; 
Thy chastenings make thy children wise 
When they forget thy law. 

6 But God will ne'er cast off his saints^ 

Nor his own promise break ; 
He pardons his inheritance 
For their Redeemer's sake. 

PSALM 94. 16—23. SECOND part. C. M. 

Ood our Support and Comfort ; or, Deliverance from Temptation and Pnsetution. 

Tyf 7HG will arise and plead my right 
V V Against my num'rous foes ? 
While earth and hell their force unite.^ 
And all my hopes oppose, 

2 Had not the Lord, my rock, my help,. 

Sustain 'd my fainting head, 
My life had now in silence dwelt^ 
My soul among the dead. 

3 " Alas! my sliding feet!" I cried, 

Thy promise was my prop : 
Thy grace stood constant by my side. 
Thy spirit bore me up ; 

4 While multitudes of mournful thoughts 

Within my bosom roll, 
Thy boundless love forgives my faults^ 
Thy comforts cheer my soul. 



208 PSALM 95. 

5 Powprs of iniquity may rise, 

Ai d ^rame pernicious laws; 
But God ))y r-r.^^e rules the skies^ 
He wili defend my cause. 

6 Let malice vent her rage aloud, 

Let bnld b- isphemers scoff; 
The Lord our God shall judge the proud, 
And cut the sinners off. 

PSALM 95. c. M. 

A Psalm ^ifore Prayer 

SING to the Lord Jehovah's name, 
- - And in his strength rejoice ; 
When his salvation is our theme, 
Exalted be our voice. 

2 With thanks approach his awful sight, 

And psalms of honour sing ; 
The Lord 's a God of boundless might, 
The whole creation's King. 

3 Let princes hear, let angels know. 

How mean their natures seem, 
Those gods on high, and gods below, 
When once compar'd with him. 

4 Earth, with its caverns dark and deep, 

Lies in his spacious hand ; 
He fix'd the seas what bounds to keep. 
And where the hills must stand. 

5 Come, and with humble souls adore. 

Come, kneel before his face ; 
Oh may the creatures of his power 
Be children of his grace ! 

6 Now is the time he bends his ear^ 

And waits for your request ; 
Come, lest he rouse his wrath, and swear, 
" Ye shall not see my rest." 



PSALM 95. 209 
PSALM 95. S. M. 

A Psalm hrfore Sermon. 

COME, sound his praise abroad ^ 
And hymns of glory sing ; 
Jehovah is the sovereign God, 
The universal King. 

2 He form'd the deeps unknown ; 

He gave the seas their bound ; 
The wat'ry worlds are all his own, 
And all the solid ground. 

3 Come, worship at his throne, 

Come, bow before the Lord ; 
We are his works, and not our own ; 
He form'd us bj his word. 

4 To-day attend his voice, 

Nor dare provoke his rod ; 
Come, like the people of his choice, 
And own your gracious God. 

5 But if your ears refuse 

The language of his grace, 
And hearts grow hard, like stubborn Jews, 
That unbelieving race : 

6 The Lord, in vengeance drest, 

Will lift his hand and swear, 
Ye that despise my promis'd rest. 
Shall have no portion there.'' 

PSALM 95. 1, 2, 3, 6— IL L. M. 

Canaan lost through Unbelief ; or, a Warning to dtla\ii,:g Sinners^ 

COME, let our voices join to raise 
A sacred song of solem.i;i praise : 
God is a sovereign King ; rehearse 
His honour in exaited verse. 

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210 PSALM 96. 

2 Come, let our souls address the Lord, 
Who fram'd our natures with his word, 
He is our Shepherd ; we the sheep 
His mercy chose^ his pastures keep. 

3 Come, let us hear his voice to-day, 
The counsels of his love obey, 
Nor let our hardened hearts renew 
The sins and plagues that Isra'l knew : 

4 Isral, that saw his works of grace, 
Tempted their Maker to his face ; 
Provok'd the vengeance of his rod, 
And tir'd the patience of their God. 

5 Thus saith the Lord, How false they 

prove ! 

Forget my power, abuse my love ; 
Since they despise my rest, I swear 
Their feet shall never enter there." 

6 [Look back, my soul, with holy dread. 
And view those ancient rebels dead ; 
Attend the offer 'd grace to-day. 

Nor lose the blessing by delay. 

7 Seize the kind promise while it waits,, 
And march to Zion's heav'nly gates ; 
Believe, and take the promisM rest ; 
Obey, and be for ever blest.] 

PSALM 96. 1, 10, C. M. 

ChrisVs first and second Coming. 

SING to the Lord, ye distant lands, 
Ye tribes of ev ry tongue ; 
His new discovered grace demands 
A new and nobler song. 
2 Say to the nations, Jesus reigns, 
God s own almighty Son ; 



PSALM 96. 21 i 

j His power the sinking world sustains^ 
I And grace surrounds his throne, 
j 3 Let heav'n proclaim the joyful day, 
, Joy through the earth be seen ; 

Let cities shine in bright array, 
And fields in cheerful green. 

4 Let an unusual joy surprise 

The islands of the sea : 
Ye mountains sink, ye vallies rise. 
Prepare the Lord his way. 

5 Behold he comes, he comes to bless 
I The nations as their God ; 

I To show the world his righteousness, 
And send his truth abroad. 

6 But when his voice shall raise the dead. 

And bid the world draw near ; 
How will the guilty nations dread, 
To see their Judge appear ! 

PSALM 96. As the 113th Psalm. 

The God of ike Gentiles. 

LET all the earth their voices raise, 
To sing the choicest psalm of praise. 
To sing and bless Jehovah's name : 
His glory let the heathen know, 
His wonders to the nations show, 
And all his saving works proclaim. 

2 The heathen know thy glory, Lord, 
The wond ring nations read thy word. 

In these far climes Jehovah's known : 
Our worship shall no more be paid 
To gods which mortal hands have made ; 

Our Maker is our God alone. 

3 He fram'd the globe, he built the sky, 
He made the shining worlds on high. 



212 PSALM 97. 

And reigns complete in glory there ; 
His beams are majesty and light ; 
His beauties how divinely bright ! 

His temple how divinely fair ! 
4 Come the great day, the glorious hour, 
When earth shall feel his saving power, 

And barb rous nations fear his name : 
Then shall the race of men confess 
The beauty of his holiness, 

And in his courts his grace proclaim. 

PSALM 97. 1—5. FIRST PART. L. M. 

Christ reigning in Htav-i, anl coming to Jndpneut. 

HE reigns ; the Lord, the Saviour reigns! 
Praise him in evangelic strains : 
Let the whole earth in songs rejoice, 
And distant islands join their voice. 

2 Deep are his counsels and unknown ; 
But grace and truth support his throne : 
Tho' gloomy clouds his way surround^ 
Justice is their eternal ground. 

3 In robes of judgment, lo ! he comes. 
Shakes the wide earth and cleaves the tombs ; 
Before him burns devouring fire. 

The mountains melt, the seas retire. 

4 His enemies, with sore dismay. 

Fly from the sight and shun the day ; 
Then lift your heads, ye saints, on high, 
And sing", for your redemption's nigh. 

PSALM 97. 6—9. SECOND part. L. M. 

^ Chrisfs Incarnation. 

THE Lord is come ; the heav'ns proclaim 
His birth ; the nations learn his name ; 
An unknown star directs the road 
Of eastern sages to their God. 



PSALM 97. 213 

2 All ye bright armies of the skies. 
Go, worship where the Saviour lies : 
Angels and kings before him bow, 
Those gods on high and gods below. 

3 Let idols totter to the ground, 

And their own worshippers confound : 

Let Judah shout, let Zion sing, 

And earth confess her sovereign King. 

PSALM 97. TMIRR PART. L. M, 
Grace and Gtunj. 

TW Almightj reigns, exalted high 
O'er all the eirth, o'er all the sky; 
Tho' clouds and darkness veil his feet;> 
His dwelling is the mercy -seat. 

2 Oh ye that love his holy name, 
Hate ev'ry work of sin and shame ; 
He guards the souls of all his friends, 
And from the snares of hell defends. 

3 Immortal light, and joys unknown^ 
Are for the saints in darkness sown ; 
Those glorious seeds shall spring and rise^ 
And the bright harvest bless our eyes. 

4 Rejoice, ye righteous, and record 
The sacred honours of the Lord ; 
None but the soul that feels his grace 
Can triumph in his holiness. 

PSALM 97. 1, 3, 5—7, 11. C. M. 

CkrisVs Incarnalion, a:i:i tkt la^t Ji'.il^ir.tnt. 

YE nations round the northern sea, 
Rejoice, the Saviour reigns : 
His word, like fire, prepares his way, 
And mountains melt to plains. 
2 His presence sinks the proudest hills;, 
And makes the vailies rise ; 
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214 PSALM 98. 

The humble soul enjoys his smiles^ 
The haughtj sinner dies. 

3 The heav ns his rightful power proclaim 

The idol -gods around 
Fill th ir own worshippers with shame^^ 
And totter to the ground. 

4 Adoring: anwls at his birth 

Make the Redeemer known ; 
Thus shall he come to judge the earth. 
And angels guard his throne. 

5 His foes shall tremble at the sight, 

And hills and seas retire : 
His children take their unknown flight, 
And leave the world on fire. 

6 The seeds of joy and glory sown 

For saints in darkness here. 
Shall rise and spring in worlds unknown, 
And a rich harvest bear. 

PSALM 98. FIRST PART. c. M. 

Praise fur the GospcK 

rflO our almighty Maker, God, 
I- New honours be address 'd ; 
His great salvation shines abroad, 
And makes the nations blest. 

% He spake the word to Abraham first ; 
His truth fulfils the grace ; 
The Gentiles make his name their trust, 
And learn his righteousness. 

S Let the whole earth his love proclaim 
With all her difF'rent tongues ; 
And spread the honours of his name 
In melody and songs. 



PSALM 98, 99. 213 
PSALM 98. -..ivD FART. C. M. 

Th' dii:siia';''s Coming and Kingdom. 

JOY to the world, the Lord is come^ 
Let earth receive her King ; 
Let ev'ry heart prepare him room, 
And heay n and nature sing. 

2 Joy to the earth, the Saviour reigns, 

Let men their songs employ ; 
While fields & floods, rocks, hills & plains^ 
Repeat the sounding joy. 

3 No more let sins and sorrows grow. 

Nor thorns infest the ground : 
He comes to make his blessings flow 
Far as the curse is found. 

4 He rules the world with truth and grace^ 

And makes the nations prove 
The glories of his righteousness, 
And wonders of his love. 

PSALM 99. FIRST PART. S. M. 
CArwr'f Kingdom and Majesty. 

THE God Jehovah reigns, 
Let all the nations fear ; 
Let sinners tremble at his throne, 
And saints be humble there. 
2 Jesus the Saviour reigns, 
Let earth adore its Lord ; 
Bright cherubs his attendants stand, 
And swift to fulfil his word. 

5 In Zion is his throne, 

His honours are divine ; 
His church shall make his wonders known. 
For there his giories shine. 
4 How holy is his name ! 
How terrible his praise ! 



210 PSALM 99, 100. 

Justice, and truth, and judgment join 
In all his works of grace. 

PSALM 99. SECOND PAPcT. S. M. 
A holy God worshipped with Reverence. 

EXALT the Lord our God, 
And worship at his feet ; 
His ways are wisdom, power and truth, 
And mercy is his seat. 

2 When Isra'l was his church. 

When Aaron was his priest. 
When Moses cried, when Samuel pray'd, 
He gave his people rest. 

3 Oft he forgave their sins. 

Nor would destroy their race ; 
And oft he made his vengeance known^ 
When they abus'd his grace. 

4 Exalt the Lord our God ; 

His grace is still the same ; 
Still he's a God of holiness. 
And jealous for his name. 

PSALM 100. L. M. A plain translation. 

Prais t our Crtator. 

YE nations round the earth, rejoice 
Before the Lord, your sov'reign King ; 
Serve hinx with cheerful heart and voice, 
With all your tongues his glory sing. 

2 The Lord is God ; 'tis he alone 
Doth iife, and breath, and being give; 
We are his work, and not our own ; 
The sheep that on liis pastures live. 

3 Enter his gates with songs of joj. 
With praises to his courts repair; 
And make it your div ine employ 

To pay your thanks and honours there. 



PSALM 100. 217 

4 The Lord is good, the Lord is kind ; 
Great is his grace, his mercy sure ; 
And the whole race of men shall find 
His truth from age to age endure. 

PSALM 100. L. M. A paraphrase. 

YE Sons of men in God rejoice, 
From land to land his name adore ; 
Let earth, with one united voice, 

Resound his praise from every shore. 

2 Nations attend before his throne 

With solemn fear, with sacred joy ; 
Know that the Lord is God alone, 
He can create, and he destroy. 

3 His sovereign power without our aid 

Made us of clay and form'd us men ; 
And when like wandering sheep we stray 'd;> 
He brought us to his fold again. 

4 We are hie people, we his care. 

Our souls, and all our mortal frame ; 
What lasting honours shall we rear. 
Almighty Maker, to thj name ? 

5 We'll crowd thy gates with thankful songs, 

High as the heavens our voices raise ; 
And earth with her ten thousand tongues 
Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise. 

6 Wide as the world is thy command ; 

Vast as eternity thy love ; 
Firm as a rock thy truth must stand, 
When rolling years shall cease to move. 

PSALM 100. P, M. As the ]48lh. 

A general Sfini cf Praise. 

SING to the Lord most high ; 
Let every land adore ; 



218 PSALM 101. 

With grateful voice make knowu 
His goodness and his power. 

Let cheerful songs 
Declare his ways, and let his praise 

Inspire your tongues. 

2 Enter his courts with joj ; 

With fear address the Lord ; 
He form'd us with his hand, 
And quicken 'd by his word. 
With wide command 
He spreads his sway o'er every sea. 
And every Land. 

3 His hands provide our food . 

And every blessing give : 
We feed upon his care. 
And in his pastures live. 
With cheerful songs 
Declare his ways, and let his praise 
Inspire your tongues. 

4 Good is the Lord, our God^ 

His truth and mercy sure ; 
While earth and heaven shall last. 
His promises endure. 
With bounteous hand 
He spreads his sway o'er every sea^. 
And every land. 

PSALM 101. L. M, 

The Maiislratc^s Psa'm. 

MERCY and judgment are my song ; 
And since they both to thee belong, 
My gracious God, my righteous King, 
To thee my songs and vows I'll bring. 
2 If I am rais'd to bear the sword, 
I'ii take my counsels from thy word : 



PSALM 101. 219 

Thj justice and thy heav'n^y grace 
Shall be the pattern of my ways. 

3 Let wisdom all my actions guide, 

I And let my God with me reside : 
No wicked thing shall dwell with me, 
Which may provoke thy jealousy. 

4 No sons of slander, rage, and strife. 
Shall be companions of my life : 
The haughty look, the heart of pride 

I Within my doors shall ne'er abide. 

I 5 [I'll search the land, and raise the just 
i To posts of honour, wealth, and trust : 
The men that work thy holy will 
Shall be my friends and fav'rites stilL] 

6 In vain shall sinners hope to rise 
I By flatt'ring or malicious lies ; 

Nor, while the innocent I guard, 
The bold offender shan't be spar'd. 

7 The impious crew (that factious band) 
Shall hide their heads, or quit the land ; 
And all that break the public rest, 
Where I have power, shall be supprest 

PSALM 101. CM. 

J Psalmfor a Master of a Family. 

OF justice and of grace I sing, 
And pay my God my vows : 
Thy grace and justice, heav'nly King, 
Teach me to rule my house. 

2 Now to my tent, O God, repair, 
And make thy servant wise ; 
rU suffer nothing near me there 
That shall offend thine eyes. 



220 PSALM 102. 

3 The man that doth his neighbour wrong 

By falsehood or by force, 
The scornful eye, the sland'rous tongue, 
ril thrust them from my doors. 

4 111 seek the faithful and the just. 

And will their help enjoy ; 
These are the friends that I shall trust, 
The servants I'll employ. 

5 The wretch that deals in sly deceit 

rU not endure a night ; 
The liar's tongue ITi ever hate, 
And banish from my sight. 

6 ril purge my family around, 

And make the wicked flee ; 
So shall my house be ever found 
A dwelling fit for thee. 

PSALM 102. 1—13, 20, 21. first part. C. M. 

A Prayer for the Afflicted. 

HEAR me, O God, nor hide thy face. 
But answer, lest I die : 
Hast thou not built a throne of grace 
To hear when sinners cry ? 

2 My days are wasted like the smoke 

Dissolving in the air ; 
My strength is dried, my heart is broke, 
And sinking in despair. 

3 My spirits flag like with 'ring grass 

Burnt with excessive heat ; 
In secret groans my minutes pass. 
And I forget to eat. 

4 As on some lonely building's top 

The sparrow telis her moan, 
Far from the tents of joy and hope 
I sit and grieve alone. 



PSALM 102. 221 

5 My soul is like a wilderness, 

Where beasts of midnight howl ; 
There the sad raven finds her place, 
And there the screaming owl. 

6 Dark, dismal thoughts and boding fears 

Dwell in my troubled breast ; 
While sharp reproaches wound my ears^ 
Nor give my spirit rest. 

7 My cup is mingled with my woes^ 

And tears are my repast ; 
My daily bread like ashes grows 
Unpleasant to my taste. 

8 Sense can afford no real joy 

To souls that feel thy frown ; 
Lord, 'twas thy hand advanced me high^ 
Thy hand hath cast me down. 

9 My looks, like withered leaves appear ; 

And life*s declining light 
Grows faint as ev'ning shadows are. 
That vanish into night. 

10 But thou for ever art the same, 

O my eternal God ! 
Ages to come shall know thy name, 
And spread thy works abroad. 

11 Thou wilt arise and show thy face, 

Nor will my Lord delay 
. Beyond th' appointed hour of grace, 
That long-expected day. 

12 He hears his saints, he knows their cry, 

And by mysterious ways 
Redeems the prisoners doom'd to die, 
And fills their tongues with praise. 
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-22 PSALM 102. 

PSALM 102. 13—21. SECOND part. C. M. 

Prayer heard and Zion restored. 

T ET Zion and her sons rejoice; 

Behold the promis'd hour : 
Her God hath heard her mourning voice. 
And comes t' exalt his power. 

2 Her dust and ruins that remain. 

Are precious in our eyes ; 
Those ruins shall be built again. 
And all that dust shall rise. 

3 The Lord will raise Jerusalem , 

And stand in glory there ; 
Nations shall bow before his name, 
And kings attend with fear. 

4 He sits a sov 'reign on his throne. 

With pity in his eyes ; 
He hears the dying pris'ner's groan. 
And sees their sighs arise, 

5 He frees the souls condemn 'd to death ^ 

And when bis saints complain, 
It shan't be said that praying breath 
" Was ever spent in vain." 

6 This shall be known when we are dead^ 

And left on long record ; 
That ages yet unborn may read, 
And trust and praise the Lord. 

PSALM 102. 23—28. third part. L. M. 

Man's Mortality and ChrisVs Ettrnity ; or, Saints die, but Christ and the Church liVf' 

IT is the Lord our Saviour's hand 
Weakens our strength amid the race : 
Disease and death at his command 
Arrest us, and cut short our days. 

2 Spare us, O Lord, aloud we pray. 
Nor let our sun go down at noon ; 



PSALM 103. 223 

Thy years are one eternal day, 

And must thy children die so soon ! 

3 Yet, in the midst of death and grief. 

This thought our sorrow shall assuage ; 
^* Our Father and our Saviour live : 
" Christ is the same thro' ev ry age." 

4 'Twas he this earth's foundation laid ; 

Heav'n is the building of his hand ; 
This earth grows old, these heav'ns shall 
fade ; 

And all be changed at his command. • 

5 The starry curtains of the sky, 

Like garments, shall be laid aside : 
But still thy throne stands firm and high ; 
Thy church for ever must abide. 

6 Before thy face thy church shall live. 

And on thy throne thy children reign ; 
This dying world .shall they survive. 
And the dead saints be rais'd ao;ain. 

PSALM 103. 1—7, FIRST PART. L. M. 

Blessing God for his Goodness to Soul and Body. 

BLESS, O my soul, the living God, 
Callhomethy thoughts thatroveabroad; 
Let all the powers within me join 
In work and worship so divine. 

2 Bless, O my soul, the God of grace ; 
His favours claim thy highest praise ; 
Why should the wonders he hath wrou^rht 
Be lost in silence and forgot? 

3 'Tis he, my soul, that sent his Son 

To die for crimes which thou hast done ; 
He owns the ransom, and forgives 
The hourly follies of our lives. 



224 PRALM 103. 

4 The vices of the mind he heals, 
And cures the pains that nature feels ; 
Redeems the soul from hell, and saves 
Our wasting life from threatening graves. 

5 Our youth decay 'd his power repairs; 
His mercy crowns our growing years : 
He satisfies our mouth with good, 
And fills our hopes with heav'nly food. 

6 He sees th' oppressor and th' opprest, 
And often gives the suff Vers rest ; 
But will his justice more display 

In the last great rewarding day. 

? [His power he show'd by Moses' hands-^ 
And gave to Isra'l his commands ; 
But sent his truth and mercy down 
To all the nations by his Son. 

8 Let the w^hole earth his power confess^, 
Let the whole earth adore his grace ; 
The Gentile with the Jew shall join 
In work and worship so divine.] 

PSALM 103. 8—18. SECOND part. L. M^, 

God's gentle C/iastisemeni ; or, fih tender Mercy to nis People. 

THE Lord, how wondrous are his ways ! 
How firm his truth ! how^ large his grace 
He takes his mercv for his throne, 
And thence he makes his glories known. 

^3 Not half so high his power hath spread 
The starry heav ns above our head, 
As his rich love exceeds our praise, 
Exceeds the highest hopes we raise. 

3 Not half so far hath nature plac'd 
The rising; mornins: from the west* 
As his forgiving grace removes 
The daily guilt of those he loves. 



PSALM 103. 

4 How slowly doth his wrath arise ! 
On swifter wings salvation flies ; 
A.nd if he lets his anger burn, 
How soon his frowns to pity turn ! 

5 Amidst his wrath compassion shines ; 
His strokes are lighter than our sins ; 
And while his rod corrects his saints^ 
His ear indulges theijr complaints. 

6 So fathers their young sons chastise^, 
With gentle hands and melting eyes : 
The children weep beneath the smart. 
And move the*pity of their heart. 

PAUSE. 

7 The mighty God, the wise and just^ 
Knows that our frariie is feeble dust; 
And will no heavy loads impose 
Beyond the strength that he bestows. 

8 He knows how soon our nature dies^ 
Blasted by ev'ry wind that flies ; 
Like grass we spring, and die as soon, 
Or morning flowers that fade at noon. 

9 But his eternal love is sure 

To all the saints, and shall endure : 
From age to age his truth shall reign , 
Nor children's children hope in vain. 

PSALM 103. 1—7. FIRST PART. S. M. 

Praise J'or spiritval and temporal Mercies. 

|H bless the Lord, my soul, 
Let all within me join, 
And aid my tongue to bless his name^ 
Whose favours are divine. 

2 O bless the Lord, my soul^ 
Nor let his mercies lie 

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226 PSALM 103. 

Forgotten in unthankfulness ; 
And without praises die. 

3 'Tis he forgives thy sins, 

'Tis he relieves thy pain, 
'Tis he that heals thy sicknesses. 
And makes thee young again. 

4 He crowns thy life with love, 

When ransonf d from the grave : 
He that redeem' d my soul from hell 
Hath sovereign power to save. 

5 He fills the poor with good ; 

He gives the sufF'rers rest ; 
The Lord hath judgments for the proud 
And justice for th' oppressed. 

6 His wond'rous works and ways 

He made bj Moses known ; 
But sent the world his truth and grace 
By his beloved Son. 

PSALM 103. 8—18. SECOND part. S. M. 

Jbounding Compassion of God; or, Mercy in the midst of Judgment, 

MY soul, repeat his praise. 
Whose mercies are so great ; 
Whose anger is so slow to rise. 
So ready to abate. 

% God will not always chide ; 

And when his strokes are felt, 
His strokes are fewer than our crimes, 
And Hghter than our guilt. 

3 High as the heavens are rais'd 
Above the ground we tread, 
So far the riches of his grace 
Our highest thoughts exceed. 



PSALM 103, 22 

4 His power subdues our sins, 

And his forgiving love, 
Far as the east is from the west/ 
Doth all our guilt remove. 

5 The pity of the Lord 

To those that fear his name. 
Is such as tender parents feel- 
He knows our feeble frame* m 

6 He knows we are but dust, % 

Scattered with every breath t 
His anger, like a rising wind, 
Can send us swift to death. 

7 Our days are as the grass, 

Or like the morning flower! 
If one sharp blast sweep o'er the field,^ 
It withers in an hour. 

8 But thy compassions, Lord, 

To endless years endure ; 
And children's children ever find 
Thy words of promise sure. 

PSALM 103. 19—22. THIRD PART. S. M. 

God'i universal Dominion ; or, A/ige's praise the Lord. 

THE Lord, the Sov'reign King, 
Hath fix'd his throne on high, 
O'er all the heav'nly world he rules^, 
And all beneath the sky. 

Ye angels, great in might. 

And swift to do his will. 
Bless ye the Lord, whose voice ye hear/ 

Whose pleasure ye fulfil. 

Let the bright hosts who wait 

The orders of their King, 
And guard his churches when they pray. 

Join in the praise they sing. 



228 PSALM 104. 

4 While all his wond rous works 

Through his vast kingdom show 
Their Maker s glory, thou, my soul, 
Shalt sing his praises too. 

PSALM 104. L. M. 

The Glory of God in Creation and Providence. 

MY soul, thy great Creator praise; 
When cloth 'd in his celestial rays 
^ He in full m'ajesty appears, 
And like a robe his glory wears. 

tfote. This Psalm may be sung to the iv.ne of the old \ l2lh or \27lh Psabn, by adding 
these two lines to every stanza, viz. 

Great is the Lord ! what tongue can frame 
An equal honour to his name!" 

Otherwise it must be sung as the lOOf/i Psalm. 

2 The heav ns are for his curtains spread; 
The unfathom'd deep he makes his bed; 
Clouds are his chariot, when he flies 
On winged storms across the skies. 

3 Angels, whom his own breath inspires. 
His ministers, are flaming fires ; 

And swift as thought their armies move 
To bear his vengeance or his love. 

4 The world's foundations by his hand 
Are pois'd, and shall for ever stand : 
He binds the ocean in his chain, 
Lest it should drown the earth again. 

5 When earth was cover 'd with the flood. 
Which high above the mountains stood^ 
He thunder 'd, and the ocean fled^ 
Confin'd to its appointed bed. 

6 The swelling billows know their bounds, 
And in their channels walk their rounds ; 
\et thence conveyed by secret veins, 
They spring on hillsj and drench the plains. 



I PSALM 104, £29 

: 7 He bids the crystal fountains flow, 
! And cheer the valleys as they go; 
! Tame heiffers there their thirst allay, 
I And for the stream wild asses bray, 
j 8 From pleasant trees which shade the brink 
I The lark and linnet like to drink ; 
Their songs the lark and linnet raise. 
And chide our silence in his praise. 

PAUSE THE FIRST. 

9 God from his cloudy cistern pours 

On the parch'd earth enriching showers : 
The grove, the garden, and the field, 
A thousand joyful blessings yield. 

10 He makes the grassy food arise, 
And gives the cattle large supplies; 
With herbs for man of various power, 
I To nourish nature, or to cure. 

f 11 What noble fruit the vines produce! 
The olive yields a shining juice; 
Our hearts are cheer'd with gen'rous winS^^ 
With inward joy our faces shine, 

12 O bless his name, ye nations, fed 
With nature's chief supporter, bread : 
While bread your vital strength imparts. 
Serve him with vigour in your hearts. 

PAUSE THE SECOND. 

13 Behold the stately cedar stands, 
Rais'd in the forest by his hands; 
Birds to the boughs for shelter fly, 
And build their nests secure on high. 

I 14 To craggy hills ascends the goat; 
I And at the airy mountain's foot 
I The feebler creatures make their cell: 
He gives them wisdom where to dwelL 



230 PSALM 104. 

15 He sets the sun his circling race, 
Appoints the moon to change her face ; 
And when thick darkness veils the day, 
Calls out wild beasts to hunt their prey. 

16 Fierce lions lead their young abroad. 
And, roaring, ask their meat from God ; 
But when the morning-beams arise, 
The savage beast to covert flies. 

17 Then man to daily labour goes ; 
The night was made for his repose : 
Sleep is thy gift^ that sweet relief 
From tiresome toil and wasting grief. 

18 Howstrangethjworks! how great thy skill! 
All lands thy boundless riches fill ; 

Thy wisdom round the world we see : 
This spacious earth is full of thee. 

W Nor less thy glories in the deep, 

Where fish in millions swim and creep. 
With wondVous motions, swift or slow. 
Still wand'ring in the paths below. 

20 There ships divide their wat ry way, 
And flocks of scaly monsters play ; 
There dwells the huge Leviathan, 
And foams and sports in spite of man. 

PAUSE THE THIRD. 

21 Vast are thy works, almighty Lord. 
All nature rests upon thy word ; 

And the whole race of creatures stands 
Waiting their portion from thy hands. 

22 While each receives his different food. 
His cheerful looks pronounce it good : 
Eagles and bears, and whales and worms 
Rejoice and praise in different forms. 



t VSALM 104. 231 

r 23 But when thy face is hid they mourn ^ 

I And, dying, to their dust return ; 

I Both man and beast their souls resign ; 

I Life, breath, and spirit, all are thine. 

24 Yet thou canst breathe on dust again, 
And fill the world with beasts and men ; 

I A word of thy creating breath 

Repairs the wastes of time and death. 

25 His works, the wonders of his might, 
I Are honoured with his own delight : 

i How awful are his glorious ways ! 
i The Lord is dreadful in his praise. 

26 The earth stands trembling at thy stroke, 
And at thy touch the mountains smoke ; 
Yet humble souls may see thy face, 

I And tell their wants to sov 'reign grace. 

i 27 In thee my hopes and wishes meet^ 
And make my meditations sweet ; 
Thy praises shall my breath employ^ 
Till it expire in endless joy. 

28 While haughty sinners die accurst^ 
Their glory bury'd with their dust, 
I to my God, my heav'nly King, 
i Immortal hallelujahs sing. 

' PSALM 104. P. M. As the new 50th. 

i The Glory of God in the Works of Creation and Providen$c. 

TO heaven's high King, my soul, thj honours 
raise ; 

Great is his power, and wondrous are his ways ; 
! Honour and majesty his throne surround, 
I Clad with pure light;, with endless glory crown'd^ 
j He rais'd the pillars of the realms on high, 
I And hung the azure curtains of the sky. 



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232 PSALM 104. 

2 O'er ocean's fields he spreads his chambers far. 
And rolls through ether's wilds his cloud j car : 
On the wing'd whirlwind walks the boundless sky, 
And bids his Angel hosts before him fly ; 
Raptur'd through every world they spread his name, 
Pure as the air, and active as the flame. 

3 He built the earth ; he fix'd the solid ground : 
He bade the deep the mighty mass surround ; 
O'er the high hilis the swelling billows stood ; 
He spoke ; they hasten'd to their dark abode ; 
Dread thunders roll'd, and, down the mountains 

driven, 

They swept the vales, and own'd the voice of Heaven. 

4 There clos'd for ever by th' appointed shore, 
Th' ambitious waves shall drench the world no more. 
But, form'd for nobler ends, in springs shall flow, 
Refresh the hills, and cheer the vales below ; 
There the wild beasts their scorching thirst allay, 
There the herds wander and the lambkins play. 

5 There mid the groves shall build the feather'd race, 
His bounty sing, and teach mankind to praise ; 
The springing grass the useful ox sustain ; 

The ripening corn support the race of man ; 
Bread nerve the heart, with oil the aspect shine, 
And the glad bosom warm with cheerful wine, 

6 On lofty Lebanon his cedars stand, 
Rear'd by his power, and planted by his hand ; 
There birds of stronger wing securely rest; 
High on the fir the stork erects her nest; 

O'er craggy mountains roams the browsing flock, 
And feebler conies seek the sheltering rock. 

7 He form'd for measur'd months the changing moon ; 
For circling days decreed the steady sun ; 

Dun night ascends ; the wild beast roams abroad,; 
Young lions roar, and ask their meat from God ; 
Aw'd by the morn, they fly their bloody spoil, 
And man securely seeks his daily toil, 



^ PSALM 105. 233 

i 8 How vast, how various, are thy wondrous ways ! 

1^ All plann'd by wisdom ! all replete with praise ! 

I Blest by thy bounty, earth with treasures glows ; 

j Stor'd with thy riches, teeming ocean flows : 

! There ships mysterious wind their watery way; 

I There scaly nations swim, and monsters play. 

9 All nature's millions wait thy dread command^ 
I And take their timely portion from thy hand. 
Each tastes the share by thee on each bestow'd, 
And feasts^ delighted, on sufficient good. 
I Veil'd is thy face ; each drooping creature dies ; 
I Thy Spirit breathes, and new born millions rise. 

' 10 To thee my life shall be a life of praise ; 

To me most sweet thy name, and works, and ways ; 
While the world shakes beneath thine awful eye, 
The touch'd hills b^rn, and haughty sinners die. 
Thy glory round the skies shall ever shine. 
And all thy creatures yield thee joy divine. 

PSALM 105, C. M. Abridged, 

God's Conduct of Israel, and the Plagues of E^ypt. 

GIVE thanks to God, invoke his name. 
And tell the world his grace ; 
Sound through the earth his deeds of fame. 
That all may seek his face. 

2 His covenant, which he kept in mind 

For numerous ages past, 
To num'rous ages yet behind 
In equal force shall last. 

3 He sware to Abraham and his seed, 

And made the blessing sure : 
Gentiles the ancient promise read, 
' And find his truth endure. 

I 4 Thy seed shall make all nations blest," 
I Said the Almighty voice ; 



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234 PSALM 105. 

And Canaan s land shall be their rest. 
The type of heav'nly joys." 

5 [How large the grant! how rich the grace! 

To give them Canaan's land, 
When they were strangers in the place, 
A little, feeble band! 

6 Like pilgrims through the countries round 

Securely they remov'd ; 
And haughty kings that on them frown'd 
Severely he reproved. 

7 Touch mine anointed, and my arm 

Shall soon revenge the wrong : 
" The man that does my prophets harm 
Shall know their God is strona." 
§ Then let the world forbear its rage, 
Nor put the church in fear : 
Israel must live through ev rj age, 
And be th' Almighty's care.] 

■- ■ PAUSE THE FIRST. 

9 When Pharaoh dar'd to vex the saints, 
And thus provok'd their God, 
Moses was sent at their complaints, 
Arm'd with his dreadful rod. 

10 He call'd for darkness; darkness came 

Like an o'erwhelming flood : 
He made each lake and ev'ry stream 
A lake, a stream of blood. 

11 He gave the sign, and noisome flies 

Thro' the whole country spread ; 
And frogs in croaking armies rise 
About the monarch's bed. 

12 Thro' fields, and towns, and palaces. 

The ten-fold vengeance flew : 



PSALM 105. 235 

Locusts in swarms devoured their trees, 
And hail their cattle slew. 

13 Then by an angel's midnight stroke 
The flower of Egypt died ; 
The strength of evVy house was broke. 
Their glory and their pride. 

j 14 Now let the world forbear its rage^ 
Nor put the church in fear ; 
Israel must live thro' ev ry age, 
And be th' Almighty's care. 

PAUSE THE SECOND. 

15 Thus were the tribes from bondage freed. 
And left the hated ground ; 

Egyptian spoils supplied their need, 
Nor was one feeble found. 

16 The Lord himself chose out their way, 
And mark'd their journeys right. 

Gave them a leading cloud by day^ 
A fiery guide by night. 

17 They thirst, and waters from the rock 
In rich abundance flow, 

And following still the course they took^ 
Ran all the desert through. 

18 O wond'rous stream ! O blessed type 
Of ever-flowing grace ! 

So Christ our rock maintains our life, 
Through all this wilderness. 

19 Thus guarded by th' Almighty's hand. 
The chosen tribes possest 

Canaan, the rich, the promis'd land. 
And there enjoy 'd their rest. 

20 Then let the w^orld forbear its rage, 
The church renounce her faar ; 



PSALM 106. 

Israel must live thro' ev'ry age, ^ 
And be th' Almighty's care. 

PSALM 106. I 5. FIRST PART. L. 

Praise to God ; or, Covnnunion with Saints. 

TO God the great, the erer bless'd, 
Let songs of honour be address'd ; 
His mercy firm for ever stands ; 
Give him the thanks his love dt3mands. 
'2 Who knows the wonders of thy ways? 
Who shall fulfil thy boundless praise ? 
Bless'd are the souls that fear thee still, 
And pay their duty to thy wilL 

3 Remember what thy mercy did 
For Jacob s race, thy chosen seed : 
And with the same salvation bless 
The meanest suppliant of thy grace. 

4 O may I see thy tribes rejoice, 

And aid their triumphs with my voice ! 
This is my glory, Lord, to be 
Join'd to thy saints, and near to thee. 

PSALM 106. 7, 8, 12—14, 43—48. second fart. >S.M. 

Israel punished arid pardoned ; tr, God^s ■unchangeable Lvve 

GOD of eternal love. 
How fickle are our ways ! 
And yet how oft did Israel prove 
Thy constancy of grace ! 

2 They saw thy wonders wrought, 

And then thy praise they sung ; 
But soon thy works of power forgot, 
And murmur'd with their tongue. 

3 Now they believe'd his w^ord, 

While rocks with rivers flow ! 
Now with their lusts provoke the Lord, 
And he reduced them low. 



PSALM 107. §37 

4 Yet when they mourn'd their faults. 

He hearkened to their groans. 
Brought his own cov nant to his thoughts^ 
And caird them still his sons. 

5 Their names were in his book. 

He sav'd them from their foes ; 
Oft he chastis'd, but ne'er forsook 
The people that he chose. 

6 Let Israel bless the Lord, 

Who lov'd their ancient race ; 
And Christians join the solemn word 
Ameriy to all their praise. 

PSALM 107. FIRST PART. L. M. 

Israel led to Canaan, and Christians to Heaven. 

GIVE thanks to God, he reigns above ; 
Kind are his thoughts, his name is love ; 
His mercy ages past have known, 
And ages long to come shall own. 

2 Let the redeemed of the Lord 
The wonders of his grace record ; 
Isi^ael, the nation whom he chose. 
And rescu'd from their mighty foes. 

3 [When God's almighty arm had broke 
Their fetters and th' Egyptian yoke, 
They trac'd the desert, wand'ring round 
A wild and solitary ground. 

4 There they could find no leading road, 
Nor city for a fix'd abode : 

Nor food, nor fountain to assuage 
Their burning thirst, or hunger s rage.] 

6 In their distress to God they cried, 
God was their Saviour and their s:uide : 
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.3& PSALM 107. 

He led their march far wandering round ; 
'Twas the right path to Canaan's ground. 

6 Thus, when our first release we gain 
From Sin's old yoke and Satan's chain^ 
We have this desert world to pass, 

A dang'rous and a tiresome place. 

7 He feeds and clothes us all the way. 
He guides our footsteps lest we stray ; 
He guards us with a powerful hand, 
And brings us to the heav'nly land. 

8 O let the saints with joy record 
The truth and goodness of the Lord ! 
How great his works ! how kind his ways 
Let evVj tongue pronounce his praise, 

PSALM 107. SECOND PART. L. M. 

Correction f or Sin, and Rdtast by Prayer. 

FROM age to age exalt his name, 
God and his grace are still the same 
He fills the hungry soul with food, 
And feeds the poor with ev ry good. 

3 But if their hearts rebel and rise 
Ao-aiiist the God that rules the skies : 
If they reject his heav'nly word, 
And slight the counsels of the Lord ; 

3 Hell bring their spirits to the ground, 
And no deliv'rer shall be found ; 
Laden with grief they waste their breath 
In darkness and the shades of death. 

4 Then to the Lord they raise their cries, 
He makes the dawning light arise. 
And scatters all that dismal shade 
That hung so heavy round their head. 

5 He cuts the bars of brass in two. 
And lets the smiling prisoners through ; 



PSALM 107. 23^ 

I Takes off the load of guilt and grief, 
And gives the laboring soul relief. 

6 Oh may the sons of men record 
The wond'rous goodness of the Lord ! 
How great his works ! how kind his ways ! 
Let evVy tongue pronounce his praise. 

PSALM 107. THIRD PART. L. M. 

Intemperance punished and pardoned ; or, a Psalm for the Glutton and Drunkard; 

VAIN man, on foolish pleasures bent, 
Prepares for his own punishment ; 
j What pains, what loathsome maladies 
i From luxury and lust arise ! 

I 2 The drunkard feels his vitals waste. 

Yet drowns his health to please his taste ; 
Till all his active powers are lost, 
And fainting life draws near the dust. 

3 The glutton groans, and loathes to eat. 
His soul abhors delicious meat ; 
Nature, with heavy loads oppress 'd, 
Would yield to death to be released. 

4 Behold the frighted sinners fly 
To God for help, with earnest cry ! 
He hears their groans, prolongs their breath, 
And saves them from approaching death. 

5 No med'cines could effect the cure 
So quick, so easy, or so sure : 
The deadly sentence God repeals. 
He sends his sov'reign word, and heals. 

6 Oh may the sons of men record 
The wondVous goodness of the Lord f 
And let their thankful off rings prove 
How they adore tfceir Maker's love. 



240 PSALM 107. 

PSALM 107. FOURTH PART. L. M. 

Deliverance from Storms and Shipwreck ; or, the Seaman'' s Song. 

WOU LD you behold the works of God, 
His wonders in the world abroad ? 
Go with the mariners, and trace 
The unknown regions of the seas ! 

2 They leave their native shores behind. 
And seize the favour of the wind ! 
Till God command, and tempests rise 
That heave the ocean to the skies. 

3 Now to the heav'ns they mount amain, 
Now sink to dreadful deeps again ; 
What strange affrights young sailors feel, 
And like a stagg'ring drunkard reel ! 

4 When land is far, and death is nigh, 
Lost to all hope, to God they cry ; 
His mercy hears their loud address, 
And sends salvation in distress. 

5 He bids the winds their wrath assuage, 
The furious waves forget their rage ; 
'Tis calm ; and sailors smile to see 
The haven where they wished to be. 

6 Oh may the sons of men record 

The wond'rous goodness of the Lord ! 
Let them their private ofF'rings bring, 
And in the church his glory sing. 

PSALM 107. FOURTH PART. c. M. 
The Mariners Psalm. 

THY works of glory, mighty Lord, 
Thy wonders in the deeps. 
The sons of courage shall record, 
Who trade in floating shipa 



PSALM 107. 



2 At thy command the wmds arise, 

And swell the towVing waves ! 
The men, astonish'd, mount the skies. 
And sink in gaping graves. 

3 [Again they climb the wat rj hills, 

And plunge in deeps again ; 
Each like a tott'ring drunkard reels, 
And iSnds his courage vain. 

4 Frighted to hear the tempest roar, 

They pant with fluttVing breath ; 
And, hopeless of the distant shore, 
Expect immediate death.] 

5 Then to the Lord they raise their cries ; 

He hears their loud request, 
And orders silence thro' the skies, 
And lays the floods to rest. 

6 Sailors rejoice to lose their fears^ 

And see the storm allay 'd : 
Now to their eyes the port appears ; 
There let their vows be paid. 

7 'Tis God that brings them safe to land ; 

Let stupid mortals know, 
That waves are under his command. 
And all the winds that blow. 

8 Oh that the sons of men would praise 

The goodness of the Lord ! 
And those that see thy wond rous Avays 
Thy wond rous love record. 



7C7HEN God, provoked with daringcrimes 
^ ▼ Scourges the madness of the times, 
He turns their fields to barren sand. 
And dries the rivers from the land. 



PSALM 107. LAST PART. L. M. 



Colonits planted ; or, Nations blest and punished- 
A Psalm for New-England. 




242 PSALM 107. 

2 His word can raise the springs again. 
And make the wither 'd mountains green. 
Send show'ry blessings from the skies, 
And harvests in the desert rise. 

3 [Where nothing dwelt but beasts of prey, 
Or men as fierce and wild as they, 

He bids th' opprest and poor repair. 
And builds them towns and cities there. 

4 They sow the fields, and trees they plant, 
Whose yearly fruit supplies their want ; 
Their race grows up from fruitful stocks, 
Their wealth increases with their flocks. 

5 Thus they are blest ; but if they sin. 
He lets the heathen nations in ; 

A savage crew invades their lands. 
Their princes die by barb'rous hands^ 

6 Their captive sons, exposed to scorn, 
Wander unpity'd and forlorn ; 

The country lies unfenc'd, untill'd, 
And desolation spreads the field. 

7 Yet if the humbled nation mourns, 
Again his dreadful hand he turns : 
Again he makes their cities thrive, 
And bids the dying churches live.] 

8 The righteous, with a joyful sense. 
Admire the works of providence ; 
And tongues of atheists shall no more 
Blaspheme the God that saints adore. 

9 How few with pious care record 
These wond rous dealings of the Lord ! 
But wise observers still shall find 
The Lord is holy, just, and kind. 



PSALM 108. 243 
PSALM 108. L. M. 

Praise to God for Ms cart of the Church. 

AGAIN, my tongue, thy silence break, 
My heart, and all my powers, awake ; 
My tongue, the glory of my frame. 
Awake and sing Jehovah's name. 

2 Ye saints rejoice ; ye nations hear ; 
While I your Maker's praise declare ; 
High o'er the clouds his truth ascends ; 
Thro' earth, thro' heaven his grace extends. 

3 O'er heaven exalted is his throne ; 
In every world his glory shown ; 

The church he loves, his hand shall save 
From death, and sorrow, and the grave. 

4 Ye kingdoms, hear his awful voice ! 
" In Zion shall my heart rejoice ; 

" This hand shall all her foes dismay, 
And make their scattered strength a prey .'^ 

,3 Mine are the sons of Zion, mine 
" Their glory, grace, and truth divine : 
My sceptre shines in Judah's hands, 
" And still my strength in Ephraim stands.^' 

6 My foes to ruin shall be given, 

The shame of earth, the scorn of heaven ; 
Their eyes shall see my church prevail ; 
" Their strength shall shrink, their courage 
fail." 

7 O thou, beneath whose sovereign sway 
Nations, and worlds, in dust decay, 
Though thy sweet smile has been withdrawn^ 
Thine aid denied, thy presence gone ; 

8 Yet wilt thou still with love return ; 
With duty teach our hearts to burn ; 



244 PSALM 109. 

Our dying graces, Lord, revive, 
And bid thy fainting children live. 

9 Save us from sin^ and fear, and wo. 
From every snare, and every foe ; 
And help us boldly to contend, 
Falsehood resist, and truth defend. 

PSALM 109. 1—5, 31. CM. 

Love to Enemies, from the Example of Christ. 

GOD of my mercy and my praise. 
Thy glory is my song ; 
Tho' sinners speak against thy grace 
With a blaspheming tongue. 

2 When in the form of mortal man 

Thy Son on earth was found ; 
With cruel slanders false and vain 
They compass'd him around, 

3 Their mis'ries his compassion move. 

Their peace he still pursu'd ; 
They render hatred for his love. 
And evil for his good. 

4 Their malice rag'd without a cause, 

Yet with his dying breath 
He pray'd for murd'rers on his cross, 
And blest his foes in death. 

5 Lord, shall thy bright example shine 

In vain before my eyes ? 
Give me a soul a- kin to thine^ 
To love mine enemies. 

6 The Lord shall on my side engage, 

And in my Saviour's name 
I shall defeat their pride and rage. 
Who slander and cpndemn. 



PSALM 110. 



245 



PSALM 110. FfRST PART. L. M. 

J Christ exalted, and Multiittdes converted ; or, the Success of ike Gospel. 

THUS the eternal Father spake 
To Christ the Son : " Ascend and sit 
1 " At my right hand, till I shall make 
I Thj foes submissive at thy feet. 

2 From Zion shall thy word proceed, 
^' Thy word, the sceptre in thy hand, 

Shall make the hearts of rebels bleed, 
" And bow their wills to thy command. 

I 

I 3 That day shall show thy power is great, 
Whensaintsshall flock with willing minds, 
And sinners crowd thy tempie-gate, 
" Where holiness in beauty shines/^ 

4 O blessed Power ! O glorious day ! 
What a large vict'ry shall ensue ! 
And converts, who thy grace obey, 
Exceed the drops of morning dew. 

PSALM 110. SECOND PART. L, M. 
Tkc Kingdom and Priesthood of Christ. 

THUS the great Lord of earth and sea 
Spake to his Son, and thus he swore : 
Eternal shall thy priesthood be, 
And change from hand to hand no more. 

2 Aaron, and all his sons, must die ; 
" But everlasting life is thine, 

To save for ever those that fly 
<'<■ For refuge from the wrath divine. 

3 By me Melchisedec was made 

On earth a king and priest at once ; 
And thou, my heav'nly Priest, shalt plead, 
" And thou, my King, shalt rule my sons/' 



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246 PSALM 110. 

4 Jesus, the Priest, ascends his throne ; 
While counsels of eternal peace, 
Between the Father and the Son, 
Proceed with honour and success. 

5 Thro' the whole earth his reign shall spread, 
And crush the powers that dare rebel ; 
Then shall he judge the rising dead, 
And send the guilty world to hell. 

6 Tho' while he treads his glorious way, 
He drinks the cup of tears and blood, 
The suffVings of that dreadful day 
Shall but advance him near to God. 

PSALM 110. CM. 

ChrisVs Kingdom and Pritslhood 

JESUS, our Lord, ascend thy throne, 
And near thy Father sit ; 
In Zion shall thy power be known, 
And make thy foes submit. 

2 What wonders shall thy gospel do ! 

Thy converts shall surpass 
The numerous drops of morning-dew, 
And own thy sovereign grace. 

3 God hath pronounc/d a firm decree. 

Nor changes what he swore ; 
Eternal shall thy priesthood be, 
When Aaron is no more. 

4 Melchisedec, that wond'rous priest, 
" That king of high degree. 

That holy man, who Abraham blest^ 
" Was but a type of thee.'' 

(5 Jesus our Priest for ever lives 
To plead for us above ; 



PSALM 111. 247 

Jesus our King for ever gives 
The blessings of his love. 

6 God shall exalt his glorious head, 
His lofty throne maintain, 
Shall strike the pov^ers and princes dead, 
Who dare oppose his reign. 

PSALM 111. FIRST PART. CM. 

The Wisdom of God in his Works. 

SONGS of immortal praise belong 
To my Almighty God ; 
He hath my heart, and he my tongue, 
To spread his name abroad. 

I 2 How great the works his hand hath wrought ! 
How glorious in our sight ! 
And men in ev ry age have sought 
j His wonders with delight. 

3 How most exact is nature's frame ! 

How wise th' eternal mind ! 
His counsels never change the scheme 
That his first thoughts designed. 

4 When he redeemed his chosen sons, 

He fix'd his cov'nant sure : 
The orders that his lips pronounce 
To endless years endure. 

5 Nature and time, and earth and skies, 

Thy heav'nly skill proclaim ; 
What shall we do to make us wise. 
But learn to read thy name ? 

16 To fear thy power, to trust thy grace, 
Is our divinest skill ! 
And he's the wisest of our race 
I Who best obeys thy will. 



248 PSALM 111, 112. 

PSALM 111. SECOND PART. C. M, 
Tke Perfections of God. 

GREAT is the Lord ; his works of might 
Demand our noblest songs ; 
Let his assembled saints unite 
Their harmony of tongues. 

2 Great is the mercy of the Lord, 

He gives his children food ; 
And, ever mindful of his word, 
He makes his promise good. 

3 His Son, the great Redeemer, came 

To seal his cov'nant sure ; 
Holy and rev 'rend is his name. 
His ways are just and pure. 

4 They that would grow divinely wise, 

Must with his fear begin ; 
Our fairest proof of knowledge lies 
In hating ev'ry sin. 

PSALM 112. Jls the llStk Psalm, 

The Blessings of the liberal Man. 

THAT man is blest w^ho stands in awe 
Of God, and loves his sacred law : 
His seed on earth shall be renown 'd : 
His house the seat of wealth shall be, 
An inexhausted treasury, 

And with successive honours crown'd. 

2 His liberal favours he extends ; 

To some he gives, to others lends ; ' 

A gen'rous pity fills his mind : 
Yet what his charity impairs, 
He saves by prudence in affairs, 

And thus he's just to all mankind. 

3 His hands, while they his alms bestow'd. 
His glory's future harvest sow'd : 



PSALM 112. 249 

The sweet remembrance of the just^ 
Like a green root, revives and bears 
A train of blessings for his heirs. 

When dying nature sleeps in dust. 

4 Beset with threatening dangers round, 
Unmov'd shall he maintain his ground ; 

His conscience holds his courage up : 
The soul that s fiU'd with virtue's light, 
Shines brightest in affliction's night, 

And sees in darkness beams of hope, 

PAUSE. 

5 [111 tidings never can surprise 
His heart that fix'd on God relies, 

Tho' waves and tempests roar around : 
Safe on the rock he sits, and sees 
The shipwreck of his enemies. 

And all their hope and glory drown'd, 

6 The wicked shall his triumph see, 
And gnash their teeth in agony, 

To find their expectations crost : 
To see their envy, pride and spite, 
Sink down to everlasting night, 

And all their names in darkness lost] 

PSALM 112. L. 

The Blessings q/' the Pious and Charitable. 

^~pHRICE happy man who fears the Lord, 
J- Loves hll commands, & trusts his word : 
Honour and peace his days attend. 
And blessings to his seed descend. 

2 Compassion dwells upon his mind, 
To works of mercy still inclined : 
He lends the poor some present aid^ 
Or gives them, not to be repaid. 



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250 PSALM 112. 

3 When times grow dark, and tidings spread 
That fill his neighbours round with dread^ 
His heart is arm'd against the fear ; 

For God with all his power is there. 

4 His soul 5 well fix'd upon the Lord, 
Draws heav'nly courage from his word ; 
Amidst the darkness light shall rise. 

To cheer his heart and bless his eyes. 

5 He hath dispersed his alms abroad, 
His works are still before his God ; 
His name on earth shall long remain, 
While envious sinners fret in vain. 

PSALM 112. CM. 

Liberality rewarded. 

HAPPY is he that fears the Lord, 
And follows his commands, 
Who lends the poor without reward, 
Or gives with liberal hands. 

2 As pitj dwells within his breast 

To all the sons of need ; 
So God shall answer his request 
With blessings on his seed. 

3 No evil tidings shall surprise 

His well-establish'd mind ; 
His soul to God. his refuge, flies, 
And leaves his fears behind. 

4 In times of general distr^s 

Some beams of light shall shine, 
To show the world his righteousness, 
And give him peace divine. 

5 His works of piety and love 

Remain before the Lord ; 
Honour on earth, and joj^s above, 
Shall be his sure reward. 



PSALM 113. 

PSALM 113. PROPER TUNE. 
The Majesty and Condescension of God. 

FE that delight to serve the Lord, 
The honours of his name record— 
His sacred name for ever bless : 
Where er the circling sun displays 
His rising beams or setting rays, 

Let lands and seas his power confess. 

2 Not time, nor Nature's narrow rounds, 
Can give his vast dominion bounds^ 

The heav'ns are far below his height i 
Let no created greatness dare 
With our eternal God compare, 

Arm'd with his uncreated might. 

3 He bows his glorious head to view 
What the bright hosts of angels do. 

And bends his care to mortal things ; 
His sov'reign hand exalts the poor, 
He takes the needy from the door, 

And makes them company lor kings. 

4 When childless families despair, 
He sends the blessing of an heir 

To rescue their expiring name ; 
The mother, with a thankful voice, 
Proclaims his praises and her joys : 

Let ev ry age advance his fame. 

PSALM 113. L. M. 

God Sovereign and Gracious. 

YE servants of th' Almightj^ King, 
In every age his praises sing : 
Where'er the sun shall rise or set. 
The nations shall his praise repeat. 

5 Above the earth, beyond the sky, 
Stands his high throne of Majesty ; 



252 PSALM 114. 

Nor time^ nor place his power restrain. 
Nor bound his universal reign. 

3 Which of the sons of Adam dare, 
Or angels with their God compare ? 
His glories, how divinely bright, 
Who dwells in uncreated light! 

4 Behold his love ! he stoops to view 
What saints above and angels do ; 
And condescends yet more to know 
The mean affairs of men below. 

5 From dust and cottages obscure 
His grace exalts the humble poor ! 
Gives them the honour of his sons, 
And fits them for their heav'nly thrones. 

6 [A word of his creating voice 
Can make the barren house rejoice : 
Tho' Sarah's ninety years were past, 
The promis'd seed is born at last. 

7 With joy the mother views her son, 
And tells the wonders God has done ; 
Faith may grow strong when sense despairs ; j 
Though nature fails, the promise bears.] j 

PSALM 114. L. M. ! 

Miracles attending IsratVs Journey. 

'^yf ^HEN Isra'l, freed from Pharaoh s hand, 
▼ ▼ Left the proud tyrant and his land. 
The tribes with cheerful homage own 
Their King, and Judah was his throne. 

2 Across the deep their journey lay ; j 
The deep divides to make them way ; 
Jordan beheld their march, and fled 
With backward current to his head. 



PSALM 115. 253 

3 The mountains shook like frighted sheep, 
Like lambs the little hillocks leap ; 

Not Sinai on her base could stand, 
Conscious of sovereign power at hand. 

4 What power could make the deep divide ? 
Or Jordan backward roll his tide ? 
Why did ye leap, ye little hills ! 

And whence the fright that Sinai feels ? 

5 Let evVy mountain, ev'ry flood 
Retire and know th' approaching God, 
The King of Isra'l : see him here ; 
Tremble, thou earth ; adore and fear. 

6 He thunders, and all nature mourns, 
The rock to standing pools he turns ; 
Flints spring with fountains at his word, , 
And fires and seas confess the Lord. 

PSALM 115. L.M. 

The true God our Refuse; or. Idolatry reproved- 

NOT to ourselves, who are but dust, 
Not to ourselves is glory due, 
^Tis thine great God, the only just. 
The only gracious, wise, and true. 

2 Shine forth in all thy dreadful name ; 
Why should a heathen's haughty tongue 
Insult us, and, to raise our shame. 

Say, Where's the God you've serv'd so 
long ?" 

3 The God we serve maintains his throne, 
Above the clouds, beyond the skies ; 
Thro' all the earth his will is done. 

He knows our groans, he hears our cries. 

4 But the vain idols they adore 

Are senseless shapes, of stone and wood : 



254 PSALM 115. 

At best a mass of glittering ore^^ 
A silver saint, or golden god. 

5 [With eyes and ears they carve their head ; 
Deaf are their ears, their eyes are blind : 
In vain are costly offerings made, 

And vov^s are scattered in the wind. 

6 Their feet were never made to move, 
Nor hands to save when mortals pray ; 
Mortals that pay them fear or love, 
Seem to be blind and deaf as they.] 

7 O Isra'l, make the Lord thy hope, 
Thy help, thy refuge, and thy rest 
The Lord shall bnild thy ruins up, 
And bless the people and the priest. 

8 The dead no more can speak thy praise ; 
They dwell in silence and the grave ; 
But we shall live to sing thy grace, 
And tell the world thy power to save. 

PSALM 115. p. M. 

As the new Tune of the 50th Fsaim. 
Popish Idolatry reproved. 
A PSALM FOR THE 5th OF NOVEMBER. 

NOT to our names, thou only just and true, 
_ Not to our worthless names is glory due ; 
Thy power and grace, thy truth and justice claim 
Immortal honours to thy sov'reign name : 
Shine thro' the earth, from heav'n, thy blest abode, 
Nor let the heathens say, " And where's your God ?" 

2 Heav'n is thy higher court : there stands thy 
throne, 

And thro' the lower worlds thy will is done : 
Earth is thy work ; the heavens thy wisdom spread ; 
But fools adore the gods their hands have made ; 
The kneeling crowd, with looks devout, behold 
Their silver saviours, and their saints of gold. 



PSALM 116. 255 

3 [Vain are those artful shapes of eyes and ears — 
The molten image neither sees nor hears ; 

Their helpless hands and feet can never move, 
They have no speech, nor though t,nor power, nor loye ^ 
Yet sottish mortals make their long complaints 
To their deaf idols, and their moveless saints. 

4 The rich have statues well adorn'd with gold ; 
The poor, content with gods of coarser mould, 
With tools of iron carve the senseless stock, 
Lopt from a tree, or broken from a rock : 
People and priests drive on the solemn trade. 
And trust the gods that saws and hammers made.] 

5 Be heav'n and earth amaz'd ! 'tis hard to say 
Which are more stupid, or their gods, or they. 
O Israel, trust the Lord ; he hears and sees, 
He knows thy sorrows, and restores thy peace ; 
His worship does a thousand comforts yield- 
He is thy help, and he thy heav'nly shield. 

6 O Zion ! trust the Lord : thy foes in vain 
Attempt thy ruin, and oppose his reign ; 

Had they prevail'd, darkness had clos'd our days. 
And death and silence had forbid his praise : 
But we are sav'd, and live ; — let songs arise, 
An4 Saints adore the God that built the skies. 

PSALM 116. FIRST PART. C. M. 

Recovery from Sickness- 

I LOVE the Lord ; he heard my cries. 
And pity 'd every groan ; 
Long as I live, when troubles rise, 
I'll hasten to his throne. 

^ I love the Lord : he bow 'd his ear, 
And chas'd my griefs away : 
Oh let my heart no more despair 
While I have breath to pray. 

3 My flesh declin'd, my spirits fell^ 
And I drew near the dead^ 



256 PSALM 116. 

While inward pangs and fears of hell 
Perplex'd my wakeful head. 

4 " My God " I cried, thy servant save, 

" Thou ever good and just ; 
Thy power can rescue from the grave.. 
Thy power ts all my trust" 

5 The Lord beheld me sore distrest, 

lie bade my pains remove ; 
Return, my soul, to God thy rest, 
For thou hast known his love. 

6 My God hath sav'd my soul from death, 

And dried my falling tears ; 
Now to his praise I'll spend my breath, 
And my remaining years. 

PSALM 116. 12, SECOND PART. CM. 

V 07VS made in trouble, paid in thi- Church ; or, Public thanks for private Deliverance 

WHAT shall I render to my God 
For all his kindness shown ? 
My feet shall visit thine abode, 
My songs address thy throne. 

2 Among the saints that fill thine house. 

My olF'rings shall be paid ; 
There shall my zeal perform the vows 
My soul in anguish made. 

3 How much is mercy thy delight, 

Thou ever-blessed God ! 
How dear thy servants in thy sight ! 
How precious is their blood ! 

4 How happy all thy servants are ! 

How great thy grace to me ! 
My life, which thou hast made thy care^ 
Lord, I devote to thee. 

5 Now I am thine, for ever thine, 

Nor shall my purpose move ; 



PSALM 117. - 257 

Thy hand hath loos'd my bonds of pain. 
And bound me with thy love. 
6 Here in thy courts I leave my YOWy 
And thy rich grace record ; 
Witness^ ye saints, who hear me now^^ 
If I forsake the Lord. 

PSALM 117. c. M. 

Praise to God from all Nations. 

OALL ye nations praise the Lord, 
Each with a difF'rent tongue ; 
In ev'ry language learn his word. 
And let his name be sung. 

2 His mercy reigns thro' ev'ry land : 
Proclaim his grace abroad ; 
For ever firm his truth shall stand ; 
Praise ye the faithful God. 

PSALM 117. L. M. 

FROM all that dwell below the skies 
Let the Creator's praise arise : 
Let the Redeemer's name be sung 
Thro' evVy land, by ev'ry tongue. 

2 Eternal are thy mercies, Lord ; 
Eternal truth attends thv word ; 
Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore^ 
Till suns shall rise and set no more. 

PSALM 117. S. M. 

THY name, almighty Lord, 
Shall sound thro' distant lands : 
Great is thy grace, and sure thy word : 
Th}^ truth for ever stands. 

2 Far be thine honour spread. 
And long thy praise endure, 
Till morning light and ev'ning shade 
Shall be exchang'd no more. 
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258 PSALM lis. 

PSALM 118. 6—15. FIRST PART. C. M. 

Deliverance from a Tumult. 

THE Lord appears my helper now, 
Nor is my faith afraid^ 
Whate'er the sons of earth may do. 
Since heav'n affords its aid. 

2 'Tis safer, Lord, to hope in thee. 

And have my God my friend, 
Than trust in men of high degree, 
And on their truth depend. 

3 Like bees my foes beset me round, 

A large and angry swarm ; 
But I shall all their rage confound 
By thine almighty arm. 

4 'Tis through the Lord my heart is strong. 

In him my lips rejoice ; 
While his salvation is my song, 
How cheerful is my voice ! 

5 Like angry bees they girt me round ; 

When God appears they fly ; 
So burning thorns, with crackling sound, 
Make a fierce blaze, and die. 

6 Joy to the saints, and peace belongs ; 

The Lord protects their days : 
Let Israel tune immortal songs 
To his almighty grace. 

PSALM 118. 17— 21. SECOND PART. CM. 
Public Praise for Deliverance from Death. 

LORD, thou hast heard thy servant cry, 
And rescued from the grave ; 
Now shall he live, (for none can die, 
If God resolve to save.) 
2 Thy praise, more constant than before. 
Shall fill his daily breath ; 



PSALM 118. ,2^9 

I Thy hand^ that hath chastised him sore^ 
Defends him still from death. 

1 Open the gates of Zion now, 

For we shall worship there, 
Xhe house where all the righteous go^ 
Thy mercy to declare. 

4 Among th' assemblies of thj saints 
Our thankful voice we raise ; 
There we have told thee our complaints^ 
And there we speak thy praise. 

PSALM 118. 22, 23. third part. CM. 

Christ the Foundation (if his Church. 

BEHOLD the sure foundation stone 
Which God in Zion lajs, 
To build our heav nly hopes upon^ 
And his eternal praise. 

2 Chosen of God, to sinners dear, 

How glorious is his name ! 
Saints trust their whole salvation here^ 
Not shall they suffer shame. 

3 The foolish builders, scribe and priest. 

Reject it with disdain ; 
Yet on this rock the church shall rest^ 
And envy rage in vain. 

4 What though the gates of hell withstood ^ 

Yet must this building rise ; 
'Tis thy own work, almighty God, 
And wondrous in our ej^es. 

PSALM 118. 24, 25, 26. fourth part. C. M. 

Hosanna ; the Lord's Day ; or, Christ's Resurrection and our Salvation. 

THIS is the day the Lord hath made^ 
He ca^ls the hours his own ; 
Let heav'n rejoice, let earth be glad, 
And praise surround the throne. 



S60 PSALM 118. 

2 To-day he rose and left the dead, 

And Satan's empire f ell ; 
To-day the saints his triumph spread. 
And all his wonders tell. 

3 Hosanna to th' anointed King, 

To David's holy Son ; 
Help ns, O Lord, descend and bring 
Salvation from thy throne. 

4 Biest be the Lord who comes to men 

With messages of grace ; 
Who comes in God his Father's name, 
To save our sinful race. 

3 Hosanna in the highest strains 

The church on earth can raise ; 
The highest heav'ns, in which he reigns^ 
Shall give him nobler praise. 

PSALM 118. 22—27. S. M., - 

Ja Hosar.nafor ike Lord's Day; or, a ne?v Snng of Salvation by Christ. 

SEE what a living stone 
The builders did refuse : 
Yet God hath'built his church thereon 
In spite of envious Jews. 

2 The scribe and angry priest 

Reject thine only Son ; 
Yet on this rock shall Zion rest. 
As the chief corner-stone. 

3 The work, O Lord, is thine, 

And wond'rous in our eyes : 
This day declares it all divine, 
This day did Jesus rise. 

4 This is the glorious day 

That our Redeemer made ; 
Let us rejoice, and sing, and pray, 
Let all the church be glad. 



PSALM 118^ 119. 261 

5 Hosanna to the King 

Of David's rojal blood : 
Bless him, ye saints, he comes to bring 
Salvation from yonr God. 

6 We bless thy holy word, 

Which all this grace displays ; 
And offer on thine altar, Lord^ 
Our sacrifice of praise. 

PSALM 118. 22—27, L. M. 

An Hosar.nafor Ihe Lord's Day ; or, a new Song of Salvation by Christ. 

LO ! what a glorious corner-stone 
The Jewish builders did refuse ! 
But God hath built his church thereon^ 
In spite of envy and the Jews. 

2 Great God, the work is all divine, 

The joy and wonder of our eyes ; 
This is the day that proves it thine, 
The day that saw our Saviour rise. 

3 Sinners rejoice, and saints be glad ; 

Hosanna, let his name be blest ; 
A thousand honours on his head. 

With peace, and light, and glory rest ! 

4 In God's own name he comes to bring 

Salvation to our dying race ; 
Let the whole church address their King 
With hearts of joy, and songs of praise, 

PSALM 119. FIRST PART. C. M, 

[I have collected and disposed the most useful verses of this Psalm under 
eighteen different heads, and formed a Divine Song upon each of them. 
But the verses are much transposed, to attain some degree of connection. 

In some places, instead of the words lawj commands, judgments, testimo- 
nies, I have used gospel, word, grace, truth, promises, &c. as more agreeable 
to the New Testament and the common language of Christians ; and it 
equally answers the design of the Psalmist, which was to recommend the 
• holy scriptures.] 

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'B'-^ PRALM 119. 

T/ie Blessedness of Saints, and Misery of Sinners. 
VERSE 1, 2, 3. 

BLEST are the midefird in heart. 
Whose ways are right and clean ; 
Who never from thy law depart, 
But fly from ev'ry sin. 

2 Blest are the men that keep thy word, 

And practise thy commands ; 
With their whole heart they seek the Lord;, 
And serve thee with their hands. 

VERSE 165, 

3 Great is their peace who love thy law ; 

How firm their souls abide ! 
Nor can a bold temptation draw 
Their steady feet aside. 

VERSE 6. 

4 Then shall my heart have inward joy . 

And keep my face from shame. 
When all thy statutes I obey, 
And honour all thy name. 

VERSE 21, 118. 

5 But haughty sinners God will hate. 

The proud shall die accurst ; 
' The sons of falsehood and deceit 
Are trodden to the dust. . 

VERSE 119, 165. 

6 Vile as the dross the wicked are, 

And those that leave thy ways 
Shall see salvation from afar. 
But never taste thy grace. 

PSALM 119. SECOND PART. 

Secret Devjiiou and Spiritual Mindedtiess ; or. Constant Converse wUh God' 
VERSE 1-47, 55. 

TO thee, before the dawning lights 
My gracious God, I pray ; 
I meditate thy name by night. 
And keep thy law by day. 




PSALM 119. 263 

VERSE 81. 

2 My spirit faints to see thy grace ; 

Thy promise bears me up^ 
And while salvation long delays^ 
Thy word supports my hope. 

VERSE 164. 

3 Seven times a day I lift my hands, 

And pay my thanks to thee ; 
Thy righteous providence demands 
Repeated praise from me. 

VERSE 62. 

4 When midnight darkness veils the skies^ 

I call thy works to mind ; 
My thoughts in warm devotion rise, 
And sweet acceptance find. 

PSALM 119. THIRD PART. 

Professions of Sincerity, Repentance, and Obedience. 
VERSE 57, 60, 

THOU art my portion^ O my God ; 
Soon as I know thj way. 
My heart makes haste t' obey thy word. 
And suffers no delay. 

VSRSE 30, 14. 

2 I choose the path of heav nly truth. 

And glory in my choice ; 
Not all the riches of the earth 
Could make me so rejoice. 

3 The testimonies of thy grace 

I set before mine eyes ; 
Thence I derive my daily strength^ 
And there my comfort lies. 

VERSE 59. 

4 If once I wander from thy path, 

I think upon my ways; 
Then turn my feet to thy commandiS| 
And trust thy pard'ning grace. 



264 



PSALM 119. 



VERSE 94, 114. 

5 Now I am thine, for ever thine. 

Oh save thy servant, Lord ; 
Thou art my shield, my hiding-place. 
My hope is in thy word. 

VERSE 112. 

6 Thou hast inclin'd this heart of mine 

Thy statutes to fulfil ; 
And thus till mortal life shall end 
Would I perform thy will. 

PSALM 119. FOURTH PART. 

Instruction from Scripture. 
VERSE 9. 

HO W shall the young secure their hearts, 
And guard their lives from sin ? 
Thy word the choicest rules imparts 
To keep the conscience clean. 

VERSE 130. 

2 When once it enters to the mind, 

It spreads such light abroad ; 
The meanest souls instruction find, 
And raise their thoughts to God. 

VERSE 105. 

3 'Tis like the sun, a heav'nly light, 

That guides us all the day ; 
And, through the dangers of the night, 
A lamp to lead our way. 

VERSE 99, 100. 

4 The men that keep thy law with care^ 

And meditate thy word, 
Grow wiser than their teachers are, 
And better know the Lord, 

VERSE 104, 113, 

5 Thy precepts make me truly wise ; 

I hate the sinner's road : 
I hate my own vain thoughts that nse^ 
But love thy law, my God. 



PSALM 119. 265 

VERSE 89, 90, 91. 

6 [The starry heav'ns thy rule obey^ 

The earth maintains her place ; 
And these, thy servants, night and day, 
Thy skill and power express. 

7 But still thy law and gospel, Lord^ 

Have lessons more divine : 
Nor earth stands firmer than thy word. 
Nor stars so nobly shine.] 

VERSE 160, 140, 9, 116. 

Thy word is everlasting truth, 

How pore is ev'ry page ! 
That holy book shall guide our youth, 

And well support our. age. 

PSALM 119.. FIFTH PART. • 
Delight in Scripture ; or, the- Word of God, d/ivdling in us^ 

HOW I ™ fSy holy law ! 
Ti'- my delight: 
And thence my meditations draw 
Divine advice by night. 

VERSE 148. 

2 My waking eyes prevent the day 
To meditate thy word : 

My sour with longing melts away 
To hear thy gospel, Lord. 

VERSE 3, 13, 54. 

3 How doth thy word my heart engage, 
How well employ my tongue, 

And in my tiresome pilgrimage 
Yields me a heav'nly song. 

VERSE 19, 103. 

4 Am I a stranger, or at home, 
'Tis my perpetual feast ; 

Not honey dropping from the comb 
So much allures the tasta 



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2^6 PSALM 119. 

• viRSE 72, 127. 

5 No treasures so enrich the mind ; 

Nor shall thy word be sold 
For loads of silver, well refin'd. 
Nor heaps of choicest gold. 

VERSE 28, 49, 175. 

6 When nature sinks, and spirits droop, 

Thy promises of grace 
Are pillars to support my hope, 
And there I write thy praise. 

PSALM 119. SIXTH PART. 

Holiness and Comfort from the Word. 
VERSE 128. 

LORD, I esteem thy judgments right, 
And all thy statutes just ; 
Thence I maintain a constant fight 
With every flatt'ring lust. 

VERSE 97, 9. 

2 Thy precepts often I survey ; 

I keep thy laws in sights 
Through all the business of the day, 
To form my actions right. 

vckSE 62. 

3 My heart in midnight silence cries, 

How sweet thy comforts be !" 
My thoughts in holy wonder rise, 
And bring their thanks to thee. 

VERSE 162. 

4 And when my spirit drinks her fill, 

At some good word of thine, 
Not mighty men that share the spoil 
Have joys compar'd to mine. 

PSALM 119. SEVENTH PART. 

Imperfection of Nature, and Perfection of Scripture. 

VERSE 96. Paraphrased. 

LET all the heathen writers join 
To form one perfect book ; 



PSALM 119. 267 

I Great God^ if once compared with thine, 
I How mean their writings look ! 

I 2 Not the most perfect rules they gave 
j Could show one sin forgiv'n^ 

I Nor lead a step beyond the grave ; 
I But thine conduct to heav'n. 

3 IVe seen an end of what we call 
Perfection here below ; 
How short the powers of nature fall, 
I And can no further go. 

j 4 Yfet men would fain be just with God, 
I By works their hands have wrought ; 

But thy commands, exceeding broad, 
Extend to every thought. 

5 In vain we boast perfection here, 

While sin defiles our frame, 
I And sinks ou:k virtues down so far, 
I They scarce deserve the name. 

6 Our faith, and love, and every grace. 

Fell far below thy word ; 
But perfect truth and righteousness 
Dwell only with the Lord. 

PSALM 119. EIGHTfl PART. C. M. 

'Ike word of God is the Saiiit.i^s Po/tion ; or, the Excellency and Variety of Scriptiire., 

VERSE 111. Paraphrased. 

IORD, I have made thy word my choice, 
My lasting heritage ; 
There shall my noblest powers rejoice, 
My warmest thoughts engage. 

I 2 I'll read the hist'ries of thy love, 
I And keep thy laws in sight, 

j While thro' thy promises I rove, 
I With ever fresh delight. 



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^68 PSALM 119. 

3 'Tis a broad land of wealth unknown. 

Where springs of life arise ; 
Seeds of immortal bliss are sown. 
And hidden glory lies. 

4 The best relief that mourners have, 

It makes our sorrows bless'd ; 
Our fairest hope bejond the grave. 
And our eternal rest. ^ 

PSALM 119. NINTH PART. C. M- ^ 

Desire, of Knowhdge ; or, the Teaching of the Spirit with the Worii. 

VERSE 64, 68, 18. 

THY mercies fill the earth, O Lord, 
How good thy works appear ! 
Open mine eyes to read thy word. 
And see thy w^onders there. 

VERSE 73, 126. 

2 My heart was fashion 'd by thy hand, 

My service is thy due ; 
Oh make thy servant understand 
The duties he must do. 

VERSE 19. 

3 Since Fm a stranger here below. 

Let not thy path be hid ; 
But mark the road my feet should gO;, 
And be my constant guide. 

VERSE 26. 

4 When I confessed my wandVing ways. 

Thou heard'st my soul complain ; 
Grant me the teachings of thy grace. 
Or I shall stray again. 

VERSE 33, 34. 

5 If God to me his statutes show. 

And heav nly truth impart, 
His work for ever I'll pursue, 
His law shall rule my heart. 



PSALM 119. 26§ 

VERSE 50, 71. 

6 This was my comfort when I bore 

Variety of grief ; 
It made me learn thy word the more, 
And fly to that relief. 

VERSE 51. 

7 [In vain the proud deride me now ; 

ril ne'er forget thy law, 
Nor let that blessed gospel go 
Whence all my hopes I draw. 

VERSE 29, 171. 

8 When I have learn 'd my Father's will, 

111 teach the world his ways ; 
My thankful lips, inspir'd with zeal, 
Shall loud pronounce his praise.] 

PSALM 119. TENTH PART. 

Pleading the Promises. 

VERSE 38, 49. 

BEHOLD thy waiting servant. Lord, 
Devoted to thy fear ; 
Remember and confirm thy word, 
For all my hopes are there. 

VERSE 41, 58, 107. 

2 Hast thou not writ salration down, 

And promis'd quick'nirjg grace ? 
Doth not my heart address thy throne ? 
And yet thy love delays. 

VERSE 123, 42. 

3 Mine eyes for thy salvation fail ; 

Oh bear thy servant up ; 
Nor let the scoffing lips prevail. 
Who dare reproach my hope. 

VEHSE 49, 74. 

4 Didst thou not raise my faith, O Lord, 

Then let thy truth appear : 
Saints shall rejoice in my reward, 
And trust as well as fear. 

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270 PSALM 119. 

PSALM 119. ELEVENTH PART. 

Breathing after Holiness. 
VERSE 5, 33. 

OH that the Lord would guide my ways 
To keep his statutes still ! 
Oh that my God would grant me grace 
To know and do his will ! 

VERSE 29. 

2 Oh send thy Spirit down to write 

Thy law upon my hearty 
Nor let my tongue indulge deceit^ 
Nor act the liar's part. 

VERSE 37, 36. 

3 From vanity turn off mine eyes ; 

Let no corrupt design. 
Nor covetous desires, arise 
Within this soul of mine. 

VERSE 133. 

4 Order my footsteps by thy word, 

And make my heart sincere : 
Let sin have no dominion, Lord, 
Bat keep my conscience clear, 

VERSE 176. 

5 My soul hath gone too far astray. 

My feet too often slip ; 
Yet since Fve not forgot thy way, 
Restore thy wand ring sheep. 

VERSE 35. 

6 Make me to walk in thy commands^ 

'Tis a delightful road ; 
Nor let my head, or heart, or hands 
Offend against my God. 

PSALM 119. TVrELFTri PART. 

B.catkiiig aflcr Corpfort .and Deliverance. 
VERSE 153. 

MY God, consider my distress, 
Let mercy plead^my cause ; 



PSALM 119. 271 

Though 1 riave sinn'd against thy grace, 
I can't forget thj laws. 

VERSE 39, 116. 

2 Forbid, forbid the sharp reproach. 

Which I so justly fear ; 
Uphold my life, uphold my hopes. 
Nor let my shame appear. 

VERSE 122, 135.' 

3 Be thou a surety, Lord^ for me^ 

Nor let the proud oppress ; 
But make thy waiting servant see 
The shinings of thy face. 

VERSE 82. 

4 Mine eyes with expectation fail ; 

My heart within me cries, 

When will the Lord his truth fulfil. 

And make my comforts rise." 

VERSE 132. 

5 Look down upon my sorrows^ Lord, 

And show thy grace the same ; 
As thou art ever wont t' afford 
To those that love thy name. 

PSALM 119. THIRTEENTH PART, 

Holy Fear, and Tenderness of Conscience. 
VERSE 10. 

WITH my wholeheart IVe sought thyface^ 
O let me never stray 
From thy commands, O God of grace. 
Nor tread the sinner's way. 

VERSE 1 1. 

2 Thy word Fve hid within my heart, 
To keep my conscience clean, 
And be an everlasting guard 
From ev'ry rising sin. 

VERSE 63, 63, 158. 

8 I'm a companion of the saints, 
Who fear and love the Lord ; 



272 PSALM 119. 

My sorrows rise, m^^ nature faints. 
When men transgress thy word. 

VF.R&E 161, 163. 

4 While sinners do thy gospel wa^ong, 

My spirit stands in awe ; 
My soul abhors a lying tongue, 
But loves tj;iy righteous law. 

VERSE 161, 120. 

5 My heart with sacred reverence hears 

The threat'nings of thy word ; 
My flesh with holy trembling fears 
The judgments of the Lord. 

VERSE 1 66, 1 74. 

6 My God, I long, I hope, I wait 

For thy salvation still ; 
While thy whole law is my delight, 
And I obey thy will. 

PSALM 119. FOURTEENTH PART. 
Benefit of Afflictions, and Support under them. 

VERSE 153, 81, 82. 

CONSIDER all my sorrows, Lord, 
And thy deliverance send ; 
My soul for thy salvation faints, 
When will my troubles end ? 

VERSE 71. 

2 Yet I have found 'tis good for me 

To bear my Father s rod ; 
Afflictions make me learn thy law, 
And live upon my God. 

VERSE 50. 

3 This is the comfort I enjoy 

When new distress begins : 
I read thy word. I run thy way, 
And hate my former sins. 

VERSE 92. 

4 Had not thy word been my delight 

When earthly joys were fled, 



PSALM 119. • . 273 

My soulj opprest with sorrow's weighty 
Had sunk among the dead. 

VERSE 75. 

5 I know thy judgments^ Lord^ are right. 

Though they may seem severe ; 
The sharpest sufferings I endure 
Flow from thy faithful care. 

VERSE 67. 

6 Before I knew thy chast'ning rod. 

My feet were apt to stray ; 
But liow I learn to keep thy wordj 
Nor wander from thy way. 

PSALM 119. FIFTEENTH PART. 

Holy Resolutions. 
VERSE 93. 

OTHAT thy statutes ev'ry hour 
Might dwell upon my mind ! 
Thence I derive a quick'ning power^ 
And daily peace I find. 

verse; 15, 16. 

% To meditate thy precepts. Lord, 
Shall be my sweet employ ; 
My soul shall ne'er forget thy word 5 
Thy word is all my joy. 

VERSE 32. 

3 How would I run in thy commands 

Should'st thou my heart discharge 
From sin and Satan's hateful chains^ 
And set my feet at large, 

VERSE 13, 46. 

4 My lips with courage shall declare 

Thy statutes and thy name ; 
ril speak thy word though kings should hear^ 
Nor yield to sinful shame. 

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274 PSx^LM 119. 

VERSE 61, 69, 70. 

5 Let bands of persecutors rise 

To rob me of my right. 
Let pride and malice forge their lies. 
Thy law is my delight. 

VERSE 115. 

6 Depart from me, ye wicked race, 

Whose hands and hearts are ill : 
T love my God, I love his ways, 
And must obey his will. 

PSALM 119. SIXTEENTH PART. 



FTuytrfor quickening Grace. 
VERSE 25, 37. 



MY soul lies cleaving to the dust : 
Lord, give me life divine ; 
From vain desires and evVy lust 
Turn oft' these eyes of mine. 

2 I need the influence of thy grace 
To speed me in thy way, 
Lest I should loiter in my race, 
Or turn my feet astray. 

VERSE 107. 

S When sore afflictions press me down 
I need thy quick 'ning powers ; 
Thy word that I have rested on 
Shall help my heaviest hours. 

VERSE 156, 40. 

4 Are not thy mercies so v reign still. 

And thou a faithful God ? 
Wilt thou not grant me warmer zeal 
To run the heav'nly road ? 

VERSE 159, -;0. 

5 Does not my heart thy precepts love 

And long to see thy face ? 
And yet how slow my spirits move 
Without enliv'ning grace. 



PSALM 119. 275 

VERSE 93. 

6 Then shall I love thy gospel more. 
And ne'er forget thy word, 
When I have felt its quick'ning power 
To draw me near the Lord. 

PSALM 119. SEVENTEENTH PART. L. M. 
Cmrage and Perseverance under Persecution; or, Grace shining in Dijlculties and Trials. 

VERSE 143, 28. 

WHEN pain and anguish seize me, Lord, 
All my support is from thy word : 
My soul dissolves for heaviness ; 
Uphold me with thy strengthening grace. 

VERSE 51, 69, 110. 

2 The proud have fram'd their scoffs and lies^ 
They watch my feet with envious eyes, 
And tempt my soul to snares and sin ; 
Yet thy commands I ne'er decline. 

VERSE 161, 78. 

3 They hate me. Lord, without a cause, 
They hate to see me love thy laws ! 
But I will trust and fear thy name, 
Tiil pride and malice die with shame, 

PSALM 119. LAST PART. L. M. 

Sanctified Afflictioiis ; or. Delight in the Word of God. 

VERSE 67, 59. 

FATHER, I bless thy gentle hand; 
How kind was thy chastising rod, 
That forc'd my conscience to a stand, 
And brought my wandering soul to God 

2 Foolish and vain, I went astray, 

Ere I had felt thy scourges. Lord ; 
I left my guide, and lost my way, 
But now I love and keep thy word. 

VERSE 7L 

3 'Tis good for me to wear the yoke, 

For pride is apt to rise and swell ; 



278 PSALM 120. 

'Tis good to bear my Father's stroke. 
That I might learn his statutes well. 

VERSE 72. 

4 The law that issues from thy mouthy 

Shall raise my cheerful passions more 
Than all the treasures of the south;, 
Or western hills of golden ore. 

VERSE 73. 

5 Thy hands have made my mortal frame. 

Thy spirit form'd my soul within ; 
Teach me to know thy wondrous name. 
And guard me safe from death and sin. 

VJSRSE 74. 

6 Then all that love and fear the Lord 

At my salvation shall rejoice, 
For I have hoped in thy word. 

And made thy grace my only choice. 

PSALM 120, c. M. 

Complaint of quarrelso nz Neighbours ; or, a devout Wish for Peacs- 

THOU God of love, thou ever blest, 
Pity my suif 'ring state ; 
When wilt thou set my soul at rest, 
From lips that love deceit ? 

2 Hard lot of mine ! my days are cast 

Among the sons of strife, 
Whose never-ceasing brawlings waste 
My golden hours of life. 

3 Oh might I fly to change my place. 

How would I choose to dwell 
In some wide, lonesome wilderness^ 
And leave these gates of hell ! 

4 Peace is the blessing that I seek, 

How lovely are its charms ! 
1 am for peace ; but when I speak. 
They all declare for arms. 



PSALM 121. 27.7 

5 New passions still their souls engage. 

And keep their malice strong : 
What shall be done to curb thy rage, 
O thou devouring tongue ! 

6 Should burning ajjrows smite thee through. 

Strict justice would approve ; 
But I would rather spare my foe. 
And melt his heart with love. 

PSALM 121. L. M. 

Divine Protection. 

UP to the hills I lift mine eyes, 
Th' eternal hills beyond the skies 
Thence all her help my soul derives ; 
There my almighty refuge lives. 

2 He lives ; the everlasting God 

That built the world, that spread the flood ; 
The heav ns, with all their hosts he made, 
And the dark regions of the dead. 

3 He guides our feet, he guards our way ; 
His morning smiles bless all the day : 
He spreads the evening veil, and keeps 
The silent hours while Isra'l sleeps. 

4 Isra'l, a name divinely blest. 
May rise secure, securely rest ; 
Thy holy guardian's wakeful eyes 
Admit no slumber, nor surprise. 

5 No sun shall smite thy head by day, 
JNTor the pale moon, with sickly ray, 
Shall blast thy couch ; no baleful star 
Dart his malignant fire so far. 

6 Should earth and hell with malice burn, 
Still thou shalt go, and still return, 



278 PSALM 121. 

Safe in the Lord : his heav'nly care 
Defends ihj life from ev ry snare. 

7 On thee foul spirits have no power : 
And in thy last departing hour 
Angels that trace the^iry road, 
Shall bear thee homeward to thy God. 

PSALM 121. c. M. 

Preservafion by Day and Night. 

^T^O heav'n I lift my waiting eyes^ 
-A There all mj hopes are laid : 
The Lord that built the earth and skies 
Is my perpetual aid. 

2 Their feet shall never slide, to fall, 

Whom he designs to keep ; 
His ear attends the softest call ; 
His eyes can never sleep. 

3 He will sustain our weakest powers 

With his almighty arm. 
And watch our most unguarded hours 
Against surprising harm. 

4 Isral rejoice, and rest secure, ^ 

Thy keeper is the Lord ; 
His wakeful eyes employ his power 
For thine eternal guard. 

5 Nor scorching sun, nor sickly moon, 

Shall have his leave to smite ; 
He shields thy head from burning noon. 
From blasting damps at night 

6 He guards thy soul, he keeps thy breath, 

Where thickest dangers come ; 
Go and return, secure from death, 
Till God command thee home. 



PSALM 121, 122. 279 

PSALM 121. As the imh Psalm, proper metre. 

God our Preserver. 

LT P WARD I lift mine eyes, 
y From God is all my aid ; 
The God that built the skies^ 
And earth and nature made ; 
God is the tower 
To which I fly ; his grace is nigh 
In ev'ry hour. 

2 My feet shall never slide, 

And fall in fatal snares, 
Since God, my guard and guide, 
Defends me from my fears. 
Those wakeful eyes 
That never sleep, shall Isral keep 
When dangers rise. 

3 No burning heats by day, 

Nor blasts of evening air, 
Shall take my health away, 
If God be with me there ; 
Thou art my sun. 
And thou my shade, to guard my head 
^y night or noon. 

4 Hast thou not giv n thy word 

To save my soul from death ? 
And I can trust my Lord 
To keep my mortal breath : 
I'll go and come, 
Nor fear to die, till from on high 
Thou call me home. 

PSALM 122. c. M. 

Going to Churc'i. 

eOW did my heart rejoice to hear 
My friends devoutly say, 



no PSALM 122. 

In Zion let us all appear 
And keep the solemn day/' 

2 I love her gates, I love the road ; 

The church, adorn 'd with grace^ 
Stands like a palace built for God 
To show his milder face. 

3 Up to her courts, with joys unknown, 

The hoiy tribes repair; 
The Son of David holds his throne 
And sits in judgment there. 

4 He hears our praises and complaints ; 

And while his awful voice 
Divides the sinners from the saints^ 
We tremble and rejoice. 

5 Peace be within this sacred place, 

And joy a constant guest ! 
With holy gifts and heav'nly grace 
Be her attendants blest ! 

6 My soul shall pray for Zion still, 

While life or breath remains ; 
There my best friends, my kindred dwell. 
There God my Saviour reigns. 

PSALM 122. PROPER METRE. 

Going to Church. 

HOW pleas d and blest was I, 
To hear the people cry, 
^ Come, let us seek our God to-day !' 
Yes, with a cheerful zeal 
We haste to Zion s hill, 
And there our vows and honours pay. 

•2 Zion thrice happy place, 
Adurn'd with wond'rous grace, 



PSALM 123. 281 

And walls of strength embrace thee round : 
In thee our tribes appear 
To pray, and praise, and hear 

The sacred gospel's joyful sound. 

3 There David's greater Son 

Has fix'd his royal throne ; 
He sits for grace and judgment there : 

He bids the saints be glad, 

He makes the sinners sad, 
And humble souls rejoice with fear. 

4 May peace attend thy gate, 

And joy within thee wait, 
To bless the soul of ev'ry guest : 

The man that seeks thy peace. 

And wishes thine increase, 
A thousand blessings on him rest ! 

5 My tongue repeats her vows, 

^ Peace to this sacred house '/ 
For here my friends and kindred dwell : 

And since my glorious God 

Makes thee his blest abode. 
My soul shall ever love thee well. 

PSALM 123. CM. 



P'eading ivith Submission. 



OTHOU whose grace and justice reign 
Enthron'd above the skies. 
To thee our hearts would tell their pain. 
To thee we lift our eyes. 

2 As servants watch their master's hand, 
And fear the angry stroke ; 
Or maids before their mistress stand-, 
And wait a peaceful look ; 

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282 PSALM 124. 

3 So for our sins we justly feel 

Th-y discipline, O God; 
Yet wait the gracious moment still 
Till thou remove thy rod. 

4 Those that in wealth and pleasure live^ 

Our daily groans deride ; 
And thy delays of mercy give 
Fresh courage to their pride. 

5 Our foes insult us, but our hope 

In thy compassion lies ; 
This thought shall bear our spirits up^ 
That God will not despise. 

PSALM 124. L. M. 

A Long for public Deliverance from great Calamines. 

HAD not the Lord, may Israel say, 
Had not the Lord maintained our side, 
When men, to make our lives a prey, 
Rose like the swelling of the tide. 

"2 The swelling tide had stopt our breath, 
So fiercely did the waters roll ; 
We had been swailow'd deep in death ; 
Proud waters had overwhelm d our soul. 

3 We leap for joy, we shout and sing. 

Who just escap'd the fatal stroke ; 
So flies the bird with cheerful wing, 
When once the fowler's snare is broke. 

4 For ever blessed be the Lord, 

Who broke the fowler s cursed snare ; 
Who sav'd us from the murdering sword, 
And made our lives and souls his care. 

Our help is in Jehovah's name, 

Who form'd the earth, and built the skies; 

He that upholds that wondrous frame, 
Guards his own church with watchful eyes. 



PSALM 125. 283 
PSALM 125. C. M. 

The SainVs Trial aad Safety. 

UNSHAKEN as the sacred hill. 
And fix'd as mountains be. 
Firm as a rock, the soul shall rest 
That leans, O Lord, on thee. 

2 Not walls nor hills could guard so well 

Old Salem's happy ground. 
As those eternal arms of love. 
That ev'ry saint surround. 

3 While tyrants are a smarting scourge^ 

To drive them near to God, 
Divine compassion still allays 
The fury of the rod. 

4 Deal gently, Lord, with souls sincere^ 

And lead them safely on 
To the bright gates of paradise, 
Where Christ their Lord is gone. 

5 But if we trace those crooked ways 

Which the old serpent drew, 
The wrath that drove him first to hell 
Shall smite his foil'wers too. 

PSALM 125. s. M. 

The SainVs Trial and Safciy ; or, moderated Afflictions. 

FIRM and unmov'd are they 
That rest their souls on God ; 
Fix'd as the mount where David dwelt^ 
Or where the ark abode. 

2 As m_ountains stood to guard 

The city's sacred ground, 
So God and his almighty love 
Embrace his saints around. 

3 What though the Father s rod 

Drop a chastising stroke, 



284 PSALM 126. 

Yet, lest it wound their souls too deep^ 
Its^ fury shall be broke. 

4 Deal gently. Lord, with those 

Whose faith and pious fear. 
Whose hope and love, and every grace 
Proclaim their hearts sincere. 

5 Nor shall the tyrant's rage 

Too long oppress the saint ; 
The God of Israel will support 
His children, lest they faint. 

6 But if our slavish fear 

Will choose the road to hell, 
We must receive our portion there, 
Where bolder sinners dwell. 

PSALM 126. L. M. 

Surprising Deliverance, 

WHEN God restor d our captive state, 
Jo J was our song, and grace our theme 
grace beyond our hopes so great. 
That joy appeared a painted dream. 

2 The scoffer owns thy hand, and pays 

Unwilling honours to thy name ; 
While we with pleasure shout thy praise. 
With cheerful notes thy love proclaim. 

3 When we reviewed our dismal fears, 

'Twas hard to think they'd vanish so : 
With God we left our flowing tears, 
He makes our joys like rivers flow. 

4 The man that in his furrow'd field 

His scattered seed with sadness leaves, 
Will shout to see the harvest yield 
Al welcome load of joyful sheaves. 



PSALM 126, 127. 285 
PSALM 126. C. M. 

Tilt Joij of a remarkable Conversion; or, Mdaiichobj removed. 

WHEN God reveal'dhis gracious namej 
And chang'd my mournful state. 
My rapture seem'd a pleasant dream, 
The grace appeared so great. 

2 The world beheld the glorious change, 

And did thy hand confess ; 
My tongue broke out in unknown strains, 
And sung surprising grace. 

3 ' Great is the work/ my neighbours cried, 

And own'd thy power divine ; 
' Great is the work/ my heart replied, 
' And be the glory thine/ 

4 The Lord can clear the darkest skies^ 

Can give us day for night ; 
Make drops of sacred sorrow rise 
To rivers of delight 

5 Let those that sow in sadness wait 

Till the fair harvest come, 
They shall confess their sheaves are great^ 
And shout the blessings home. 

6 Though seed lie bury'd long in dust, 

It shan't deceive their hope ; 
The precious grain can ne'er be lost. 
For grace insures the crop. 

PSALM 127. L. M. 

The Blessing of God on the Busiriess and Comforts of Life. 

IF God succeed not, all the cost 
And pains to build the house are lost ; 
If God the city will not keep, 
The watchful guards as well may sleep, 

2i ^ 



m pj§ALM 127, 128. 

^2 What though you rise before the sun^ 
And work and toil when day is done. 
Careful and sparing eat your bread, 
To shun that poverty you dread ; 

3 Tis all in vain, 'till God hath blest ; 
He can make rich, yet give us rest : 
Children and friends are blessings too. 
If God, our sovereign, make them so. 

4 Happy the man to whom he sends ; 
Obedient children, faithful friends ! 
How sweet our daily comforts prove 
When they are season'd with his love 

PSALM 127. c. M. 

God All in All 

IF God to build the house deny, 
The builders work in vain ; 
And towns without his wakeful eye, 
An useless watch maintain. 

2 Before the morning beams arise, 

Your painful work renew, 
And till the stars ascend the skies 
Your tiresome toil pursue. 

3 Short be your sleep, and coarse your 

In vain, till God has blest ; 
But if his smiles attend your care. 
You shall have food and rest 

4 Nor children, relatives, nor friends, 

Shall real blessings prove, 
Ncr all the earthly joys he sends, 
If sent without his love. 

PSALM 128. CM. 

Family JBlessings. 

O HAPPY man, whose soul is fi] 
With zeal and rev rend awe ! 



PSALM 129. 287 

Whose lips to God their honours yield, 
Whose life adorns the law. 

2 A careful providence shall stand, 

And ever guard thy head, 
And on the labours of thy hand 
Its kindly blessings shed. 

3 Thy wife shall be a fruitful vine ; 

Thy children round thy board. 
Each like a plant of honour shine. 
And learn to fear the Lord. 

4 The Lord shall thy best hopes fulfil 

For months and years to come : 
The Lord, who dwells on Zion's hill, 
Shall send the blessings home. 

3 This is the man whose happy eyes, 
Shall see his house increase, 
Shall see the sinking church arise, 
■ And leave the world in peace. 

PSALM 129. c. M. 

Persecutors Punished. 

UP from my youth, may Israel say^ 
Have I been nurs'd in tears ; 
My griefs were constant as the day. 
And tedious as the years, 

2 Up from my youth I bore the rage 
Of all the sons of strife ; 
Oft they assail'd my riper age. 
But not destroy 'd my life, 

5 Their cruel plough had torn my flesh 

With furrows long and deep ; 
Hourly they vex'd my wounds afresh^ 
Nor let my sorrows sleep. 



PSALM 130. 

The Lord grew angry on his throne^ 

And, with impartial eye, 
Measured the mischiefs they had done, 

Then let his arrows fly. 
How was their insolence surprised 

To hear his thunders roll ! 
And all the foes of Zion seiz'd 
With horror to the soul ! 

6 Thus shall the men that hate the saints 

Be blasted from the sky ; 
Their glory fades, their courage faints, 
And all their projects die. 

7 [What tho' they flourish tall and fair, 

They have no root beneath ; 
Their growth shall perish in despair. 
And lie despis'd in death ] 

8 [So corn that on the house-top stands^ 

No hope of harvest gives ; 
The reaper ne'er shall fill his hands, 
Nor binder fold the sheaves. 

9 It springs and withers on the place ; 

No traveller bestows 
A word of blessing on the grass. 
Nor minds it as he goes.] 

PSALM ISO. c. M, 

Pardoning Grace. 

OUT of the depths of long distress, 
The borders of despair, 
I sent my cries to seek thy grace, 
My groans to move thine ear. 

2 Great God ! should thy severer eye, 
And thine impartial hand, 
Mark and revenge iniquity, 
No mortal fle^h could stand 



288 

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5 



PSALM 130. 289 

3 But there are pardons with my God, 

For crimes of high degree ; 
Thy Son has bought them with his blood, 
To draw us near to thee, 

4 [I wait for thy salvation. Lord, 

With strong desires I wait ; 
My soul, mvited by thy word, 
Stands watching at thy gate.] 

5 [Just as the guards that keep the night 

Long for the morning skies, 
Watch the first beams of breaking light, 
And meet them with their eyes : 

6 So waits my soul to see thy grace ; 

And more intent than they, 
Meets the first op'nings of thy face^, 
And finds a brighter day.] 

7 Then in the Lord let Isra'l trust. 

Let Isra'l seqk his face ; 
The Lord is good, as well as just, 
And plenteous in his grace. 

8 There's full redemption at his throne 

For sinners long ensiav d ; 
The great Redeemer is his Son, 
And Isra'l shall be sav'd. 

PSALM 130. L. M. 

Pardoning Grace. 

FROM deep distress and troubled thoughts. 
To thee, my God, I rais'd my cries : 
If thou severely mark our faults. 

No flesh can stand before thine eyes. 
2 But thou hast built thy throne of grace 
Free to dispense thy pardons there, 
That sinners may approach thy face, 
And hope, and love, as well as fear. 



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290 PSALM 131, 132. 

3 As the benighted pilgrims wait. 

And long, and wish for breaking day ; 
So waits my soul before thy gate ; 
When will my God his face display ? 

4 My trust is fix'd upon thy word. 

Nor shall I trust thy word in vain : 
Let mourning souls address the Lord, 
And find rehef from all their pain. 

5 Great is his love, and large his grace. 

Through the redemption of his Son : 
He turns our feet from sinful ways. 

And pardons what our hands have done. 

PSALM 131. c. M. 

Humility and Submission. 

S there ambition in my heart ? 
Search, gracious God, and see ; 
Or do I act a haughty part ? 
Lord, I appeal to thee. 

2 I charge my thoughts, be humble still, 

And all my carriage mild ; 
Content, my Father, with thy will, 
And quiet as a child. 

3 The patient soul, the lowly mind, 

Shall have a large reward ; 
Let saints in sorrow lie resigned, 
And trust a faithful Lord. 

PSALM 132. 5, 13—18. L. M. 

Jt the Settlement of a ChxiTch ; or, the Ordination a Minister. 

WHERE shall we go to seek and find 
A habitation for our God, 
A dwelling for th' eternal mind. 

Among the sons of flesh and blood ? 

2 'The God of Jacob chose the hill 
Of Zion for his ancient rest ; 



PSALM 132. 291 

And Zion is his dwelling still ; 

His church is with his presence blest 

3 Here will I fix my gracious throne, 

" And reign for ever," saith the Lord ; 
^' Here shall my power and love be known, 
And blessings shall attend my word. 

4 Here will I meet the hungry poor, 

" And fill their souls with living bread ; 
Sinners that wait before my door, 
" With sweet provisions shall be fed. 

5 Girded with truth, and cloth 'd with grace^ 

My priests, my ministers shall shine ; 
Not Aaron in his costly dress 
Made on appearance so divine. 

6 The saints, unable to contain 

Their inwwd joy, shall shout and sing ; 
The Son of David here shall reign, 
^' And Zion triumph in her King.'' 

7 [Jesus shall see a numerous seed 

Born here t' uphold his glorious name ; 
His crown shall flourish on his head, 

While all his foes are cloth 'd with shame.] 

PSALM 132. 4, 5, 7, 8, 15—17. C. M. 

A Church edablishtd. 

[]VrO sleep nor slumber to his eyes 
i-^ Good David would afford. 
Til! he had found below the skies 
A dwelling for the Lord. 

2 The Lord in Zion plac'd his name^ 

His ark was settled there ; 
To Zion the whole nation came, 
To worship thrice a year. 

3 But we have no such lengths to go^ 

Nor wander far abroad ; 



292 PSALM 133. 

Where'er thy saints assemble now, 
There is a house for God.] 

PAUSE. 

4 Arise^ O King of grace, arise, 

And enter to thy rest : 
Lo ! thy church waits with longing eyes^ 
Thus to be own'd and blest. 

5 Enter with all thy glorious train, 

Thy Spirit and thy word ; 
All that the ark did once contain, 
Could no such grace afford. 

6 Here, mighty God, accept our vows ; 

Here let thy praise be spread ; 
Bless the provisions of thj house. 
And fill thy poor with bread, 

7 Here let the Son of David reign, 

Let God's anointed shine ; 
Justice and truth his court maintain^ 
With love and power divine. 

8 Here let him hold a lasting throne, 

And as his kingdom grows, 
Fresh honours shall adorn his crown^ 
And shame confound his foes. 

PSALM 133. c. M. 

Brotherly Love. 

LO ! what an entertaining sight 
Are brethren that agree ; 
Brethren, whose cheerful hearts unite 
In bands of piety. 
2 When streams of bliss from Christ the spring 
Descend to ev'ry soul ; 
And heav'nly peace with balmy wing 
Shades and bedews the whole, 



PSALM 133. 293 

3 'Tis like the oil divinely sweet 

On Aaron's rev'rend head : 
The trickling drops perfum'd his feet^ 
And o er his garments spread. 

4 'Tis pleasant as the morning dews 

That fall on Zion s hill, 
Where God his mildest glory shews^ 
And makes his grace distil. 

PSALM 133. s. M. 

Communion of Saints ; or, Love and Worship in a Family. 

T3LEST are the sons of peace, 

Whose hearts and hopes are one ; 
Whose kind designs to serve and please 
Through all their actions run. 
3 Blest is the pious house 

Where zeal and friendship meet ; 
Their songs of praise, their mingled vows 
Make their communion sweet. 

3 Thus when on Aaron's head 

They pour'd the rich perfume, 
The oil through all his raiment spread^ 
And pleasure fill'd the room. 

4 Thus on the heav'nly hills 

The saints are blest above, 
Where joy like morning dew distils^ 
And all the air is love. 

PSALM 133. As the Psalm. 

The Blessings of Friendship. 

HOW pleasant 'tis to see 
Kindred and friends agree^ 
Each in his proper station move^ 
And each fulfil his part 
With sympathizing heart, 
In all the cares of life and love. 
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294 PSALM 134, 135. 

2 Tis like the ointment shed 
On Aaron's sacred head. 

Divinely rich, divinely sweet ; 

The oil through all the room 

DitFus'd a choice perfume, 
Ran through his robes and bless'd his feet. 

3 Like fruitful showers of rain 
ha, V ater all the plain, 

Descending from the neighbouring hills ; 
Such streams of pleasure roll 
Through ev'ry friendly soul. 

Where love, like heav'nly dew, distils. 

Repeat the first Stanza to complete the Tune. 

PSALM 131. C. M. 

Daily and Nightly Devotion. 

YE that obey th* immortal King^ 
Attend his holy place ; 
Bow to the glories of his power, 
And bless his wondVous grace. 

2 Lift up your hands by morning light. 

And send your souls on high ; 
Raise your admiring thoughts by night 
Above the starry sky. 

3 The God of Zion cheers our hearts 

With rays of quickening grace ; 
The God that spread the heav'ns abroad, 
And rules the swelling seas. 

PSALM 135, 1—4, 14, 19—21. first part. L. M. 

The Church is God's Housi and Care. 

PRAISE ye the Lord, exalt his name, 
While in his earthly courts ye wait, 
Ye saints that to his house belong. 
Or stand attending at his gate. 
2 Praise ye the Lord, the Lord is good ; 
To praise his name is sweet employ : 



PSALM 135. »93 

Israel he chose of old, and still 
His church is his peculiar joy. 

3 The Lord himself will judge his saints ; 

He treats his servants as his friends ; 
And when he hears their sore complaints^ 
Repents the sorrows that he sends. 

4 Through ev'ry age the Lord declares 

His name, and breaks th' oppressor's rod ; 
He gives his suffering servants rest. 
And will be known th' Almighty God. 

5 Bless ye the Lord, who taste his love, 

People and priests exalt his name ; 
Among his saints he ever dwells ; 
His church is his Jerusalem. 

PSALM 135. 6 15. SECOND PART. 

J'/ie Works of Creation, Providence, Redemption of Israel, and Destruction of Enemies. 

GREAT is the Lord, exalted high 
Above all powers, and every throne ; 
Whate'er he pleas'd in earth and sea, 
Or heav'n, or hell, his hand hath done. 

2 At his command the vapours rise. 

The lightnings flash, the thunders roar : 
He pours the rain, he brings the wind 
And tempest from his airy store. 

3 'Twas he those dreadful tokens sent, 

O Egypt, through thy stubborn land ; 
When all thy first-born, beasts and men, 
Fell dead by his avenging hand. 

4 What mighty nations, mighty kings. 

He slew, and their whole country gave 
To Israel, whom his hand redeem'd, 
No more to be proud Pharaoh's slave. 



296 PSALM 13a 

5 His power the same, the same his grace^ 
That saves us from the hosts of hell : 
And heav'n he gives us to possess, 
Whence those apostate angels fell. 

PSALM 135. c. M. 



Praise due to God. not to Idols. 



A WAKE, ye saints, to praise yourKing^ 
Your sweetest passions raise ; 
Your pious pleasure, while you sing, 
Increasing with the praise. 

2 Great is the Lord, and works unknown 

Are his divine employ ; 
But still his- saints are near his throne, 
His treasure and his joy. 

3 Heav'n, earth, aiid sea, confess his hand ; 

He bids the vapours rise ! 
Lightning and storm, at his command, 
Sweep through the sounding skies. 

4 All power that gods or kings have claimed 

Is found with him alone ; 
But heathen gods should ne'er be nam'd 
Where our Jehovah's known. 

5 Which of the stocks or stones they trust 

Can give them showers of rain ? 
In vain they worship wood or dust, 
And pray to gold in vain. 

6 [Their gods have tongues that cannot talk 

Such as their makers gave ; 
Their feet were ne'er designed to walk, 
Nor hands have power to save. 

7 Blind are their eves, their ears are deaf. 

Nor hear w hen mortals pray ; 



PSALM 136. 297 

Mortals that wait for their relief^ 
Are blind and deaf as they.] 

8 O Zion trust the living God, 

Ser\^e him with faith and fear ; 
He makes thy courts his blest abode ^ 
And claims thine honours there. 

PSALM 136. c. M. 

God'f Wonders of Crfation, Providence, Redemption of Israel, and Salvation of his Peo'plt. 

GIVE thanks to God, the so v reign Lord ; 
His mercies still endure 
And be the King of kings ador d ; 
" His truth is ever sure." 

2 What wonders hath his wisdom done ! 

How mighty is his hand !" 
Heav'n, earth, and sea he fram'd alone : 
How wide is his command !" 

3 The sun supplies the day with light : 

" How bright his counsels shine !" 
The moon and stars adorn the night : 
His works are all divine." 

4 [He struck the sons of Egypt dead : 

" How dreadful is his rod 
And thence with joj his people led : 
How gracious is our God !" 

5 He cleft the swelling sea in two ; 

His arm is great in might 
And gave the tribes a passage through ; 
His power and grace unite." 

6 But Pharaoh's army there he drown'd ; 

How glorious are his ways !" 
And brought his saints thro' desert ground ; 
Eternal be his praise." 
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298 PSALM 136. 

7 Great monarchs fell beneath his hand ; 

Victorious is his sword f 
While Isra'l took the promised land : 
And faithful is his word."] 

8 He saw the nations dead in sin ; 

He felt his pity move 
How sad the state the world w^as in ! 
" Ho\v boundless was his love !'* 

9 He sent to save us from our wo ; 

His goodness never fails 
From death and hell, and ev ry foe ; 
And still his grace prevails." 

10 Give thanks to God the heav'nly King ; 

His mercies still endure 
Let the whole earth his praises sing ; 
His truth is ever sure." 

PSALM 136. As the \mh Psalm. 

GIVE thanks to God most high^ 
The universal Lord ; 
The sovereign King of kings : 
And be his grace ador'd. 
His power and grace 
Are still the same ; and let his name 
Have endless praise. 

2 How mighty is his hand ! 

What wonders hath he done ! 
He form'd the earth and seas, 
And spread the heav'ns alone. 
Thy mercy, Lord, 
Shall still endure ; and ever sure 
Abides thy word. 

3 His wisdom fram'd the sun 

To crown the day with light ; 



PSALM 136. 



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The moon and twinkling stars 
To cheer the darksome night. 

His power and grace 
Are still the same ; and let his name 

Have endless praise. 

4 [He smote the first-born sons. 

The flower of Egypt, dead ; 
And thence his chosen tribes 
With joy and glory led. 
Thy mercy. Lord, 
Shall still endure ; and ever sure 
Abides thy word. 

5 His power and lifted rod 

Cleft the red sea in two ; 
And for his people made 

A wond'rous passage through. 
His power and grace 
Are still the same ; and let his name 
Have endless praise. 

6 But cruel Pharaoh there 

With all his host he drown'd ; 
And brought his Isra'l safe 

Through a long desert ground. 
Thy mercy. Lord, 
Shall still endure ; and ever sure 
Abides thy word. 

PAUSE. 

7 [The kings of Canaan fell 

Beneath his dreadful hand ; 
While his own servants took 
Possession of their land. 
His power and grace 
Are still the same ; and let his name 
Have endless praise.] 



300 PSALM 136. 

8 He saw the nations lie. 

All perishing in sin. 
And pity'd the sad state 
The ruin'd world was in. 
Thy mercy, Lord, 
Shall still endure ; and ever sure 
Abides thy word. 

9 He sent his only Son 

To save ns from our wo, 
From Satan, sin, and death, 
And ev'ry hurtful foe. 
His power and grace 
Are still the same ; and let his name 
Have endless praise. 

10 Give thanks aloud to God, 

To God the heav'nly king ; 
And let the spacious earth 
His works and glories sing. 
Thy mercy, Lord, 
Shall still endure ; and ever sure 
Abides thy word. 

PSALM 136. Ah idged. L. M. 

GIVE to our God immortal praise ; 
Mercy and truth are all his ways ; 
Wonders of grace to God belong, 
Repeat his mercies in your song. 

2 Give to the Lord of lords renown ; 
The King of kings with glory crown : 
His mercies ever shall endure, 
When lords and kings are known no more. 

3 He built the earth, he spread the sky, 
And fix'd the starry lights on high : 
Wonders of grace to God belong, 
Repeat his mercies in your song. 



PSALM 137. SOI 

4 He fills the sun with morning light, 
He bids the moon direct the night : 
His mercies ever shall endure. 

When suns and moons shall shine no more. 

5 The Jews he freed from Pharaoh s hand. 
And brought them to the promised land : 
Wonders of grace to God belong, 
Repeat his mercies in your song. 

6 He saw the Gentiles dead in sin, 
And felt his pity work within : 
His mercies ever shall endure. 

When death and sin shall reign no more. 

7 He sent his Son with power to save 
From guilt, and darkness, and the grave : 
Wonders of grace to God belong, 
Repeat of his mercies in your song. 

8 Through this vain world he guides our feet;^ 
And leads us to his heav'nly seat : 

His mercies ever shall endure. 

When this vain world shall be no more. 

PSALM 137. FIRST PART. L. M. 

The sorrows of Israel in the Babylonish Captivity. 

BY Babel's streams the captives sate^ 
And wept for Zion s hapless fate ; 
Useless, their harps on willows hung 
While foes required a sacred song. 

2 With taunting voice, and scornful eye^ 

Sing us a song of heaven," they cry, 
While foes deride our God, and King^ 
" How can we tune our harps, or sing V 

3 " If Zion's woes our hearts forget, 

" Or cease to mourn for Israel's fate, 
Let useful skill our hands forsake ; 
Our hearts with hopeless sorrow break," 



302 PSALM 137. 

4 Thou,riiin'd Salem, to our eyes 
Each day in sad remembrance rise ! 
Should we e'er cease to feel thy wrongs, 

^' Lost be our joys, and mute our tongues/' 

5 Remember, Lord, proud Bdom s sons, 
" Who cried, exulting at our groans. 

While Salem trembled to her base, 
Raze them : her deep foundations raze." 

6 While thus they sung, the mourners view'd 
Their foes by Cyrus' arm subdu'd, 

And saw his glory rise, who spread 
Their streets, and fields, with hosts of dead. 

7 Pleas'd, they foresaw the blest decree. 
That set their tribes from bondage free, 
Renewed the temple, and restor'd 
The sacred worship of the Lord. 

PSALM 137. SECOND PART. L. M. 

The Church's Complaint. 

LORD, in these dark and dismal days, 
We mourn the hidings of thy face ; 
Proud enemies our path surround, 
To level Zion with the ground. 

2 Her songs, her worship, they deride. 
And hiss thy word with tongues of pride, 
And cry t' insult our humble prayer, 

WhereisyourGod,ye christians, where?" 

3 Errors, and sins, and follies grow ; 
Thy saints bow down in deepest wo ; 
Their love decays, their zeal is o'er. 
And thousands walk with Christ no more. 

4 To happier days our bosoms turn ; 
Those days but teach us how to mourn : 
The God, who bade his mercy flow. 

In wrath withdraws his blessing noWo 



FSALM 137. SOS 

5 The blessing from thy truth's withdrawn ; 
, Its quickening, saving influence gone : 

Unwarn'd, nnwaken'd; sinners hear, 
1 Nor see their awful danger near. 

1 6 In dews unseen or scanty showers. 
Thy spirit shed his healing powers ; 
The thirsty ground is parch'd beneath^ 

I And all is barrenness and death. 

7 Yet still 5 thy name be ever blest, 

j On thee our hope shall safely rest ; 
j Zion her Cyrus soon shall see 
j Array 'd to set his Israel free. 

8 Jesus, with vengeance arm'd, shall come 
To crush his foes^ and seal their doom. 
The mystic Babel whelm in dust, 

Her pomp, her idols, powers and trust 

I 9 Then shall thy saints exult, and sing 
The matchless glories of their King ; 
Nations before his altar bend, 
And peace from realm to realm extends 

PSALM 137. THIRD PART. S. M. 
Love to the Church. 

I LOVE thy kingdom, Lord, 
The house of thine abode, 
The church, our blest Redeemer sav'd 
With his own precious blood. 

2 I love thy Church, O God ! 
Her walls before thee stand. 
Dear as the apple of thine eye, 
I And graven on thy hand. 

! 3 If e'er to bless thy sons 

My voice, or hands, deny. 
These hands let useful skill forsake, 
Thi3 voice in 3ile»ce die. 



304 PSALM 138. 

4 If e er my heart forget 

Her welfare, or her wo. 
Let every joy this heart forsake, 
And every grief overflow. 

5 For her my tears shall fall ; 

For her my prayers ascend ; 
To her my cares and toils be given, 
'Till toils and cares shall end, 

6 Beyond my highest joy 

I prize her heavenly ways. 
Her sweet communion, solemn vows, 
Her hymns of love and praise, 

7 Jesus, thou Friend divine, 

Our Saviour, and our King, 
Thy hand from every snare and foe 
Shall great deliverance b^ing. 

8 Sure as thy truth shall last, 

To Zion shall be given 
The brightest glories earth can yield, 
And brighter bliss of heaven. 

PSALM 138. L. M. 

Restoring and preserving Grace- 

WITH all my powers of heart and tongue 
rU praise my Maker in my sdng ; 
Angels shall hear the notes I raise, 
Approve the song, and join the praise. 

2 Angels that make thy church their care^ 
Shall witness my devotion there. 
While holy zeal directs mine eyes 

To thy fair temple in the skies. 

3 ril sing thy truth and mercy, Lord ; 
ril sing the wonders of thy word ; 
Not all thy works and names below, 
So much thy power and glory show. 



1 PSALM 139. ^ 305 

j 4 To God I cried when troubles rose ; 
I He heard me, and subdu'd ray foes ; 
! He did my risiDg fears control, 
k And strength diffus'd through all my soul. 

|/ 5 The God of heav'n maintains his state, 
Frowns on the proud and scorns the great ; 

I But from his throne descends to see 
The sons of humble poverty. 

6 Amid a thousand snares T stand 

j Upheld and goarded by thy hand ; 
I Thy words my fainting soul revive, 
I And keep my dying faith alive. 

7 Grace will complete what grace begins, 
To save from sorrows and from sins ; 
The work that wisdom undertakes, 

I Eternal mercy ne'er forsakes. ■ 

j PSALM 139. FfRST PART. L. IIL 

The All-Suing God. 

LORD, thou ha^t search 'd and seen me thro* ; 
Thine eye commands with piercing view 
My rising and mj resting hours, 
IVly heart and flesh, with ail their powers, 

■ 2 My thoughts, before they are my own,. 
Are to my God distinctly known ; 
He knows the words I mean to speak, - 
Ere from niy op'niog lips tliey break. 

3 vVithin thy circling power I stand, 
On ev ry side I find tiiy hand : 
I Awake, asleep, at home, abroad, 
I I am surrounded still with God. 

I 4 H^>w awful is thy searching eye ! 

I Tny kuowiedge; O how deep ! how high ^ 

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306 PSALM 139. 

My soul, with all the powers I boast, 
Is in the boundless prospect lost. 

5 Oh may these thoughts possess my breast ^ 
Whei eer I rove, where er I rest ; 
Nor let my -weaker passions dare 
Consent to sin ^ for God is there. 



PAUSE THE FIRST. 




6 Could I so false^ so faithless prove, 
To quit thy service and thy love, 
Where, Lord, could I thy presence shun. 
Or from thy dreadful glory run ? ; 

7 If up to heav'n I take ray flight, 

^Tis there thou dwell'st enthron'd in light ; 
Or dive to hell, there vengeance reigns, \ 
And Satan groans beneath thy chains. 

8 If mounted on a morning ray j 
I fly beyond the western sea, 

Thy swifter hand would first arrive, 
And there arrest thy fugitive. 

9 Or should I try to shun thy sight 
Beneath the spreading veil of night, 
One glance of thine, one piercing raj 
Would kindle darkness into day. 

10 Oh may these thoughts possess my breast^ 
Where'er 1 roiie, where'er I rest ; 

Nor let my weaker passions dare 
Consent to sin, for God is there. 

PAUSK THE SECOND '^^^^ 

11 The veil of night is no disguise, ^PiW 
No screen from thy all-seeing eyes ; 

Thy hand can seize thy foes as soon 
Through midnight shades as blazing noon. 

12 Midnight and noon in this agree. 
Great God, they're both alike to thee ; 



PSALM 139. 307 

Nor death can hide what God will spy^, 
And hell lies naked to his eye. 

13 Oh may these thoughts po ^isess my breasts 
Where'er I rove ^ where er I rest ; 
Nor let my weaker passions dare 
Consent to sin, for God is there, 

PSALM 139. SECOND PART. L. M. 
The nonder/ul Formation oj Man. 

TWAS from thy hand, my God, I came, 
A work of such a curious frame ; 
In me thy fearful wonders shine, 
And each proclaims thy skill divine. 

2 Thine eyes did all my limbs survey, 
Which yet in dark confusion lay : 
Thou saw'st the daily growth they took, 
Form'd by the model of thy book. 

3 By thee my growing parts were nam'd, 
(And what thy sovereign counsels fram'd,) 
The breathing lungs, the beating heart, 
Was copy'd with unerring art 

4 At last, to show my Maker's name, 
God stamped his image on my frame ; 
And in some unknown moment join'd 
The finish 'd members to the mind. 

5 There the young seeds of thought began. 
And all the passions of the man ; 
Great God, our infant nature pays 
Immortal tribute to thy praise. 

PAUSE. 

6 Lord, since in my advancing age 
Tve acted on life's busy stage. 
Thy thoughts of love to me surmount 
The power of numbers to recount 



308 PSALM 139. 

7 I could survey the ocean o'er, 

And count each sand that makes the shore. 
Before my swiftest thoughts could trace 

The numerous wonders of thv srace. 

^ 

§ These on my heart are still imprest, 
With these I give my eyes to rest ; 
And at my waking hour I find 
God and his love possess my mind. 

PS AL3I 139. THIfiD PART. L. M. 
S^^iC'--' f^;/:^ _ 7.::: 'r. f; ^ ^. t't Ei<zrt-<carc-iir.g 6odm 

' ]\/f Y God, what inward grief I feel 
JL V ja. When impious men transgress thy will! 
I mourn to hear their lips profane 

Take thv tremendous name in vain. 

»/• 

2 Does not my soul detest and hate 
The sons of malice and deceit ? 
Those that oppose thy law s and thee^ 
I count them enemies to me. 

3 Lord, search my soul, try every thought ; 
Though my own heart accuse me not 
Of walking in a false disguise, 

I beg the trial of thine eyes. 

4 Doth secret mischief lurk within ? 
Do I indulge some unknown sin ? 
Oh turn my feet whene'er I stray, 
And lead me in thy perfect w^ay. 

PSALM 139. FIRST PART. c. 

God is evcTjj nXtrt 

IN all my vast concerns with thee, 
In vain my soul would try 
To shun thy presence. Lord, or flee 
The notice of thine eye. 
2 Thy all-surrounding sight surveys 
My rising and my rest., 



i PSALM 139. 309 

I My public walks, my private ways, 

j And secrets of my breast. 

I ^ My thoughts lie open to the Lord 

1 Before they're fbrm'd within ; 

I And ere my lips pronounce the word, 

He knows the sense I mean. 
I 4 Oh wondVous knowledge, deep and high, 
I Where can a creature hide ? 

I Within thy circling arms I lie, 
I Beset on every side. 

I 5 So let thy grace surround me still, 
! And like a bulwark prove, 

To guard my soul from every ill, 
Secur'd by sovereign love. 

PAUSE. 

6 Lord, where shall goilty souls retire, ^ 

Forgotten and unknown ? 
In hell they meet thy dreadful fire, 
In heav'n thy glorious throne. 

7 Should I suppress my vital breath, 

To 'scape the wrath divine, 
Thy voice would break the bars of death, 
And make the grave resign. 

8 If, wing'd with beams of morning light, 

I fly beyond the west, 
Thy hand, which must support my flight, 
Would soon betray my rest. 

9 If o'er my sins I think to draw 

The curtains of the night, 
I Those flaming eyes that guard thy law 
! Would turn the shades to lisiht. 

I 10 The beams of noon, the midnight hour 
i Are both alike to thee : 

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110 PSALM 139. 

Oh may I ne'er provoke that power 
From which I cannot llee. 

PSALM 139. SECOND PA^.T. C. M. 
Tie Wisdom o'' God in tfie Fcrmntion of Man. 

/I "THEN I with pleasmg wander stand 
^ ^ Andal! my frame survey, 
Lord, 'tis thy work, I own thy hand 
Thus built my humble clay. 

2 Thy hand rny heart and reins possess'd^ 

Where unborn nature grew ; 
Thy wisdom all mj leatures trac'd^ 
A n d ail m y m e mber s d re w. 

3 Tbiae eye with nicest care surveyed 

The grcjwth of every part ; 
Til' trie whole scheme thv thoucrhtshad laid 
Was copy'd by thine art, 

4 Heav'n, earth and sea, and fire and wind 

Show me thy wond'roiiS skill ; 
But I review myself, and find 
Div iner wonders stilL 

5 Thine awful glories round me shine. 

My fle>^h proclaims thy praise ; 
Lord, to thy works of nature join 
Thy miracles of grace. 

PSALM 139. 14, 17, 18. THIRD PART. C. M. 

The mercies of Gol innvmerable. 
An Evening Psalm. 

ORD,when I count thy mercies o'er. 
They strike me with surprise ; 
Not all the sands that spread the shore 
To equal numbers rise. 
2 My flesh with fear and wonder stands, 
The product of thy skill ; 
And hourly blessings from thy hands 
Thy thoughts of love reveal. 



PSALM 140. 311 

3 These on my heart by night T keep ; 
How idnd, how dear to me! 
Oh may the hour that ends my sleep 
Stiil find my thoughts with thee ! 

PSALM 140. FIRST PART, L. M. 

A pray if againsi -p'libliv Enemies 

OLORD, the God of heaven and earth, 
"From men of violence defend, 
That cherish mischief from their birth ; 
Thy suppliants save ; thy mercy send. 

2 By night thej form th' arcurs'd design^ 

And lie in wait against our peace ; 
By day their bands in war combine. 
Thy saints to slaughter, and oppress. 

3 In fields of blood their souls dehght, 

In waste and plunder, death and pain ; 
Against thy church, and thee, unite, 
Alike the foes of God and man. 

4 O thou preserver of mankind. 

Our hope, our shield, our strength, our God! 
Thou hast an ear to prayer inclined, 

Our cries have reach'd thy dread abode. 

5 Our cause thy justice will maintain, 

Avenge th' oppressed andguard thepoor ; 
Ne'er shall thj children ask in vain, 

And our proud foes shall boast no more. 

6 Their banded hosts shall fly, or fall ; 

A shaking leaf their thousands chase ; 
Our God shall hear our nation's call ; 
We shall be sav'd, and sing his praise. 

PSALM 140. SECOND. PART. S. M. 

A Cv?n.^)!ulnt jgainsi ;.<crs"nal Eu mies. 

1% /f Y God^ while impious men, 
IVA With malice in their hearty 



312 



PSALM 140. 



My peace destroy, my life defame. 
Thy guardian grace impart. 

2 With poison in their lips, 

And with a serpent's tongue, 
They sting my fainting soul to death, 
And make my name their song. 

3 Ceaseless they lie in wait 

My footsteps to betray ; 
They hide their snare, they set their gin. 
Beside my peaceful way. 

4 O hear my humble cry ! 

Their fondest hopes destroy : 
Their arts confound, their plots disclose, 
And blast their envious joy. 

5 On their own heads shall fall. 

The mischiefs they devise ; 
Thy hand shall take them in their net, 
Their slanders, and their lies. 

6 As coals the wood consume. 

As pits receive their slain. 
So shall the men of malice sink, 
And never rise again. 

7 The Lord, who hates the proud. 

Shall scorch the sland rous tongue, 
Shall hunt the wicked from the earth, 
And well requite their wrong. 

8 Thou wilt sustain the poor, 

And bid th' afflicted sing ; 
Before thee shall thy children dwell, 
Their Father, and their King. 



, PSALM 141, 142. 313 

I PSALM 141. 2-5. L. M, 

I Watchfulness and Brotherly Reproof 

I A' Moroiag OP Rvenirg ?"'saim 

MY God, accept mj early vows^ 
Like morniDg incense, in thine house, 
I And let my nightly worship rise 
I Sweet as the ev'ning sacrifice. 

2 Watch o'er my lips, and guard them, Lord^ 
From every rash and heedless word ; 
j Nor let my feet incline to tread 
I The guilty path where sinners lead. 

' 3 Oh may the righteous, when I stray 
Smite and reprove my wandVing way ; 
Their gentle words, like ointment shed, 
Shall never bruise, but cheer my head. 

4 When I behold them prest with grief, 
! ril cry to heav'n for their relief : 

And by my warm petitions prove 
How much I prize their faithful love. 

PSALM 142. c. M. 

God is the Hope of the Helpless. 

TO God I made my sorrows known, 
From God I sought relief ; 
In long complaints before his throne 
I pour'd out all my grief. 

2 My soul was overwhelmed with woes. 
My heart began to break ; 
My God, who all my burdens knows, 
Knows every way I take. 

5 On every side I cast mine eye, 

; And found my helpers gone, 

j , While iriends and strangers pass'd me by, 
Neglected or unknown. 



314 PSALM 143. 

4 Then did I raise a louder cry. 

And caird thy mercy near, 
Thou art my portion when I die, 
^' Be thou my refuge here." 

5 Lord, I am brought exceeding low, ) 

Now let thine ear attend, 
And make my foes, who vex me, know 
Fve an almighty friend. 

$ From my sad prison set me free, 
Then shall I praise thy name. 
And holy men shall join with me> 
Thy kindness to proclaim. 

PSALM 143. L. M. 

Cempluint oi heavy Afiictiens in Mind and Body. 

MY righteous Judge, my gracious God, 
Hear when I spread my hands abroad. 
And cry for succour from thy throne ; , 
Oh make thy truth and mercy known. 

2 Let judgment not against me pass ; 
Behold thy servant pleads thy grace ; 
Should justice call us to thy bar, l 
No living man is guiltless there. j 

3 Look down in pity, Lord, and see 
The mighty woes that burthen me ; 

Down to the dust my life is brought, i| 
Like one long buried and forgot. 

4 I dwell in darkness and unseen, j 
My heart is desolate within : 

My thoughts in musing silence trace 
The ancient wonders of thy grace. 

5 Thence I derive a glimpse of hope 
To bear my sinking spirits up ; 

I stretch my hands to God again. 
And thirst like parched lands for rain. 

1 



j , PSALM 144. 31 

^ j 6 For thee I thirst, I pray, I mourn ; 

I When will thy smiling fare return ? 

; Shall all my joys on earth remove, 

' And God for ever hide his love ? 

I 7 My God, thy long delay to save 
Will sink thy pris'ner to the grave ; 

I My heart grows faint, and dim mine eye 
Make haste to help before I die. 

8 The night is witness to my tears, 

I Distressing pains, distressing fears ; 
j Oh might I hear thy morning voice, 
i How would my wearied powers rejoice. 

9 In thee I trust, to thee I sigh, 
And lift my heavy soul on high ; 
For thee sit waiting all the day, 
And wear the tiresome hours away. 

1 10 Break off my fetters. Lord, and show 
Which is the path my feet should go ; 
If snares and foes beset the road, 
I flee to hide me near my God. 

11 Teach me to do thy holy will, 
And lead me to thy heav'nly hill : 
Let the good Spirit of thy love 
Conduct me to thy courts above. 

12 Then shall my soul no more complainj 
The tempter then sha'l rage in vain ; 
Aad fle-h. that was my foe before, 
Shall never vex my spirit more. 

, PSALM 144. 1,2. FIRST PART. aM. 

Asn-^tance and Victory in th' sv iitual War/art, 

FOR ever blessed be the Lord, 
My Saviour and my shieM ; 
I He sends his Spirit with his word, 
To arm me lor the field. 



316 PSALM 144. 

2 When sin and hell their force iinite^ 

He makes my soul his care ; 
Instructs me in the heav'niy fight. 
And guards me through the war. 

3 A friend and helper so divine 

Does my weak courage raise ; 
He makes the glorious vict'ry mine, 
And his shall be the praise. 

PSALM 144. 3. 4, 5, 6. second pap.t. C. M. 

he VfJ7iit\ of Man. and Condescensirm q/' God. 

LORD, what is man, poor feeble man 
Born of the earth at first ? 
His life a shadow, light and vain, 
Still hastino: to the dust. 

2 Oh what is feeble dying man, 

Or any of his race, 
That God should make it his concern 
To visit him with grace ! 

3 That God who darts his lio;htnin2;s down 

Who shakes the w^orlds above. 
While mountains tremble at his frown ! 
How wond rous is his love ! 

PSALM 144. 12—15. THIRD PART. L. M. 

Grace above Riches ; o", tht Eappy Nation. 

I J"APPY the city where their sons 
i Like pillars round a palace set, 
And daughters, bright as polish 'd stones, 
Gi-e strength and beauty to the state. 
2 H^ppv the country, where the sheep, 
C^ftlf , and corn have large increase ; 
Where men secui ely work or sle- p, 
iSor sons of plunder break their peace 
S Happy the nation thus endow'd ; 
Bui, more divuieiy blest are those 



PSALM 145. 317 

On whom the all-sufficient God 
Himself with all his grace bestows* 
PSALM 145. L. M. 

The Greatness qf God. 

MY God, my King, thy various praise 
Shall fill the remnant of my days ; 
Thy grace emplpy my humble tongue. 
Till death and glory raise the song. 
S The wings of every hour shall bear 
Some thankful tribute to thine ear ; 
And every setting sun shall see 
New works of duty done for thee. 

3 Thy truth and justice I'll proclaim ; 
Thy bounty flows an endless stream ; 
Thy mercy swift thine anger slow. 
But dreadful to the stubborn foe. 

4 Thy works with sovereign glory shine^ 
And speak thy Majesty divine ; 

Let Zion in her courts proclaim 
The sound and honour of thy name. 

5 Let distant times and nations raise 
The long succession of thy praise ; 
And unborn ages make my song 
The joy and labour of their tongue. 

6 But who can speak thy wondVous deeds ! 
Thy greatness all our thoughts exceeds ; 
Vast and unsearchable thy ways ! 

Vast and immortal be thy praise ! 

PSALM 145. 1—7, 11—13. FIRST PART. C. M. 

Tkt' Greatness of God. 

LONG as 1 live I'll bless thy name. 
My King, my God of love ; 
My work and joy shall be the same, 
In the bright vrorld above. 
2^ 



318 PSALM 145. 

2 Great is the Lord, his power unknown^ 

And let his praise be great : 
ril sing the honours of thy throne. 
Thy works of grace repeat. 

3 Thy grace shall dwell upon my tongue 

And while my lips rejoice. 
The men that hear my sacred song 
Shall join their cheerful voice. 

4 Fathers to sons shall teach thy name, 

And children learn thy ways ; 
Ages to come thy truth proclaim , 
And nations sound thy praise. 

5 Thy glorious deeds of ancient date 

Shall through the world be known ; 
Thine arm of power, thy heav nly state, 
With public splendour shown. 

6 The world is manag'd by thy hands. 

Thy saints are rul'd by love ; 
And thine eternal kingdom stands, 
Though rocks and hills remove. 

PSALM 145. 7, ^C. SECOND PART. C. M. 
The Goodness of God- 

SWEET is the mem'ry of thy grace, 
My God, my heav nly King ; 
Let age to age thy righteousness 
In sounds of glory sing. 

2 God reigns on high, but not confines 

His goodness to the skies ; 
Through the whole earth his bounty shines, 
And every want supplies. 

3 With longing eyes thy creatures wait 

On thee for daily food, 
Thy lib ral hand provides their meat. 
And fills their mouths with good. 



PSALM 145. 319 

4 How kind are thy compassions. Lord ! 

How slow thine anger moves ! 
But soon he sends his pard'ning word 
To cheer the souls he loves. 

5 Creatures with all their endless race 

Thy power and praise proclaim ; 
But saints that taste thy richer grace 
Delight to bless thy name. 

PSALM 145. 14, 17, eye. THIRD PART. C. M, 
Mercy to Sufferers ; or, God hearing Prayer. 

LET ev'ry tongue thy goodness speak. 
Thou so v reign Lord of all ; 
Thy strengthening hands uphold the weak., 
And raise the poor that fall. 

% When sorrow bows the spirit down^ 
Or virtue lies distrest 
Beneath some proud oppressor's frown. 
Thou giv'st the mourners rest. 

3 The Lord supports our tottering days. 

And guides our giddy youth : 
Holy and just are all his ways^ 
And all his words are truth. 

4 He knows the pain his servants feel. 

He hears his children cry ; 
And their best wishes to fulfil^ 
His grace is ever nigh. 

5 His mercy never shall remove 

From men of heart sincere ; 
He saves the souls, whose humble love 
Is jpin'd with holy fear. 

6 [His stubborn foes his sword shall slay, 

And pierce their hearts with pain ; 
But none that serve the Lord shall say. 
They sought his aid in vain."] 



320 PSALM 145. 

7 [My lips shall dwell upon his praise. 
And spread his fame abroad ; 
Let all the sons of Adam raise 
The honours of their God.] 

PSALM 145. PROPER METRE. As the new 50th. 

Tfie kingdom and perfections of God. 

TO bless the Lord let every land combine ; 
Your hearts and minds, your harps and 
voices join. 

Each opening dawn shall hear my songs arise ; 
Each evening waft its incense to the skies : 
All praise, all love, his boundless glories claim, 
The praise of saints, the seraphs' sacred flame^ 

2 Thy kingdom fills duration's endless rounds. 
And, with immensity, it knows no bounds ; 

O'er earth, o'er heaven, o'er hell, extends thy sway; 
Angels, archangels, thrones and powers obey ; 
All scenes, all worlds, confess thy hand divine ; 
And seas, and skies, and stars, and suns are thine. 

3 How vast thy works ! how various are thy ways ! 
What themes divine of rapture, and of praise ! 
What countless wonders in creation blend ! 
What wonders through thy providence extend ! 
Surpassing every bound of space and time ; 
Great beyond thought; beyond the heavens sub- 
lime. 

4 How just thy ruling hand ! thine empire round. 
No stain, no fault, no error can be found : 
Divinely pure all purity above. 

Unfolding wisdom, and inspiring love : 

Thy love, thy wisdom, shall my songs inspire, 

And listening nations catch the sacred fire. 

5 The world's wide frame thy mighty hand upholds : 
What glories there preserving power unfolds ! 
What order, harmony, and beauty, shine ! 
Peace all thy kingdom ! all thy rule divine ! 
Thy haughty foes are scatter'd at thy nod, 

And sufferini>; saints, sustain'd, confess their God, 



PSALM 146. 321 

6 All worlds, all beings, in thy presence live, 
And taste the good thy ceaseless bounties give, 
Each day, each hour, ascend their waiting eyes ; 
Each passing moment yields them fresh supplies ; 
Thy sun illumes, delights, supports with good. 
And timely seasons shower the plenteous food, 

7 Thy hands upraise the fall'n ; defend the poor ; 
Avenge bold wrongs; invaded rights secure ^ 
Thy wondrous acts each race of man declares ; 
We to our sons, and they again to theirs ; 

The heart, the song, thy goodness shall inspire, 
When heavens grow dark, and earth dissolves in 
fire, 

8 But chief thy children know thy tender care, 
Feast on thy grace, and boundless pity share : 
To anger slow, in mercy swift to hear, 

Each filial cry shall find a Father near, 
A faithful Friend, to love, to bless, to save^ 
In life, in death, and worlds beyond the grave. 

9 Thro' all thy works thy pure perfections shine, 
In beauty, grandeur, power, and gr^ce divine ; 
From all, thy hand unmeasur'd biks shall bring. 
From evil good, from darkness glory spring : 
Angels and saints proclaim thy spotless ways, 
And earth's wide regions hymn immortai praise. 

PSALM 146. L. M. 

Praise to God for hu Goodness and Truth. 

PRAISE ye the Lord : my heart shall joim 
In work so pleasant, so divine ; 
Now while the flesh is mine abode. 
And when my soul ascends to God. 

2 Praise shall employ my noblest powers, 
While immortality endures ; 
My days of praise shall ne'er be past^ 
While life, and thought, and being last 

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322 PSALM 146. 

8 Why should I make a man my trust ? 
Princes must die and turn to dust ; 
Their breath departs, their pompand power. 
And thoughts all vanish in an hour. 

4 Happy the man whose hopes rely 
On Israel's God : He made the sky, 
And earth, and seas, with all their train : 
And none shall find his promise vain. 

5 His truth for ever stands secure ; 

He saves th' oppressed, he feeds the poor ; 
He sends the lab 'ring conscience peace, 
And grants the prisoner sweet release. 

6 The Lord hath eyes to give the blind : 
The Lord supports the sinking mind ; 
He helps the stranger in distress, 
The widow and the fatherless. 

7 He loves his saints, he knows them well, 
But turns the wicked down to hell ; 
Thy God, O Zion, ever reigns; 
Praise him in everlasting strains. 

PSALM 146. As the l\3th Psalm. 

Praise to God for his Goodness and Truth. 

I'LL praise my Maker with my breath ; 
And when my voice is lost in death. 
Praise shall employ my nobler powers : 
My days of praise shall ne'er be past, 
While life, and thought, and being last, 
Or immortality endures. 

2 Why should I make a man my trust ? 
Princes must die and turn to dust ; 

Vain is the help of flesh and blood ; 
Their breath departs, their pomp and power, 
And thoughts all vanish in an hour ; 
Nov can they make their promise good. 



j " PSALM 147. 325- 

I 3 Happy the man whose hopes rely 

On Israel's God : He made the sky, 
: And earth, and seas, with all their train : 
I His truth for ever stands secure ; 
I He saves th' oppressed, he feeds the poor^ 
' And none shall find his promise vain. 

1 4 The Lord hath eyes to give the blind ; 
The Lord supports the sinking mind ; 
He sends the laboring conscience peace ! 
I He helps the stranger in distress, 
Ij The widow and the fatherless, 
I And grants the pris'ner sweet release. 

5 He loves his saints, he knows them well^ 
But turns the wicked down to hell ; 

Thy God, O Zion, ever reigns : 
Let every tongue, let every age, 
' In this exalted work engage ; 

Praise him in everlasting strains. 

6 I'll praise him while he lends me breath ; 
And when my voice is lost in death. 

Praise shall employ my nobler powers : 
My days of praise shall ne'er be past. 
While life, and thought, and being last, 

Or immortality endures. 

PSALM 147. FIRST PART. L. M. 

Tht Divine Nature, Providence, and Grace. 

PRAISE ye the Lord : 'tis good to raise 
Our hearts and voices in his praise : 
His nature and his works invite 
j To make this duty our delight. 

I 2 The Lord builds up Jerusalem^ 
I And gathers nations to his name : 
j His mercy melts the stubborn soul, 
And makes the broken spirit whole. 



324 PSALM 147. 

3 He form'd the stars, those heav'nly flamesj 
He counts their numbers, calls their names ; 
His wisdom's vast, and knows no bound, 
A deep where all our thoughts are drowned. 

4 Great is our Lord, and great his might, 
And all his glories infinite ; 

He crowns the meek, rewards the just, 
And treads the wicked to the dust. 

PAUSE. 

5 Sing to the Lord, exalt him high, 
Who spreads his clouds around the sky : 
There he prepares the fruitful rain, 
Nor lets the drops descend in vain. 

6 He makes the grass the hills adorn, 
And clothes the smiling fields with corn ; 
The beasts with food his hands supply, 
And the young ravens when they cry. 

7 What is the creature's skill or force, 
The sprightly man, the warlike horse^ 
The nimble wit, the active limb ! 

All are too mean delights for him. 

8 The saints are lovely in his sight ; 
He views his children with delight ; 
He sees their hope, he knows their fear, 
And looks, and loves his image there. 

PSALM 147. SECOND PART. L. M. * 
SummtT and Winter. 

BLESS, O thou western world, thy God, 
And make his honours known abroad 
He bids the sea before thee flow ; 
Not bars of brass could guard thee so. 

2 Thy children are secure and blest ; 
Thy shores have peace, thy cities rest ; 



PSALM 147. 325 

I He feeds thy sons with finest wheat, 
I And adds his blessing to their meat. 

j 3 Thy changing seasons he ordains, 
1 Thine early and thy latter rains ; 
His flakes of snow like wool he sends, 
And thus the springing corn defends. 

4 With hoary frost he strews the ground ; 
His hail descends with clattering sound ; 
Where is the man, so vainly bold, 
That dares defy his dreadful cold ? 

5 He bids the southern breezes blow : 
The ice dissolves, the waters flow ; 
But he hath nobler works and ways 
To call thy children to his praise. 

6 To all thy sons his laws are shown ; 
His gospel through the nation known ; 
He hath not thus reveal'd his word 
To every land : Praise ye the Lord. 

PSALM 147. 7—9, 13—18. C. M. 

The Seasons of the Year. 

WITH songs and honours sounding loudj 
Address the Lord on high ; 
Over the heav'ns he spreads his cloud, 
And waters veil the sky. 

2 He sends his showVs of blessings down 

To cheer the plains below ; 
He makes the grass the mountains crown. 
And corn in valleys grow. 

3 He gives the grazing ox his meat, 

He hears the ravens cry ; 
But man, who tastes his finest wheat, 
Should raise his honours high. 



326 PSALM 148. 

4 His steady counsels change the face 

Of the declining year ; 
He bids the sun cut short his race^ 
And winf ry days appear. 

5 His hoary frost, his fleecy snow. 

Descend and clothe the ground ; 
The liquid streams forbear to flow. 
In icy fetters bound. 

6 When from his dreadful stores on high 

He pours the rattling hail, 
The \wetch that dares his God defy 
Shall find his courage fail. 

7 He sends his word, and melts the sno\T. 

The fields no longer mourn ; 
He calls the warmer gales to blow, 
And bids the spring return. 

8 The changing wind, the flying cloud, 

Obey his mighty word : 
With songs and honours sounding loud, 
Praise ye the sov'reign Lord. 

PSALM 148. p. M. 

Praiit to God from all Creatures. 

YE tribes of Adam join 
With heav n, and earth, and seas. 
And offer notes divine 
To your Creator's praise. 
Ye holy throng 
Of angels bright in worlds of light 
Begin the song. 

2 Thou sun with dazzling rays, 

And moon that rules the night, 
Shine to your Maker's praise, 
With stars of twinkling lights 



PSALM 148. 8^7 

His power declare, 
Ye floods on high, and clouds that flj 
In empty air. 

3 The shining worlds above 

In glorious order stand. 
Or in swift courses move, 
By his supreme command. 
He spake the word. 
And all their frame from nothing eami.e 
To praise the Lord. 

4 He mov'd their mighty wheels 

In unknown ages past, 
And each his word foifils, 
While time and nature last 
In diiT rent w^ays 
His works proclaim his wond'rous name> 
And ^peak his praise. 

PAUSE. 

5 Let all the earth-born race, 

And monsters of the deep, 
The fi.,h that cleave the seas, 
Or in their bosom sleep ; 
From sea and shore 
Their tribute pay, and still displaj 
Their Maker s power. 

6 Ye vapours, hail, and snow, 

Praise ye th' Almighty Lord, 
And stormy winds that blow 
To execute his word. 
When lightnings shine, 
Or thunders roar, let earth adore 
His hand divine. 

7 Ye mountains near the skies^ 

With lofty cedars there^ 



328 PSALM 148. 

And trees of humbler size, 
That fruit in plenty bear : 

Beasts, wild and tame, 
Birds, flies and worms, in various forms 

Exalt his name. 

8 Ye kings and judges, fear 

The Lord, the sovereign King, 
And while you rule us here, 
His heav nly honours sing : 
Nor let the dream 
Of power and state make you forget 
His power supreme. 

9 Virgins and youths engage 

To sound his praise divine, 
While infancy and age 
Their feebler voices join : 
Wide as he reigns 
His name be sung by every tongue 
In endless strains. 

10 Let all the nations fear 

The God that rules above ; 
He brings his people near, 

And makes them taste his love : 
W hile earth and sky 
Attempt his praise, his saints shall raise 
His honours high. 

PSALM 148. Paraphrased. L. M. 

UniversaJ. Praise to G rd 

10UD hallelujahs to the Lord, 
-A From distant worlds where creatures 
dwell : 

Let heav n begin the solemn word, 
And sound it dreadful down to hell. 

Note. This Psalm may be sung to the tvnt nfike old l)2th or )27tk Psalm, if these tm 
Unci be addtd to every stimga^vi^. 



PSALM 148. 329 

Each of his works his name displays 5 
But they can ne er fulfil his praise." 

otherwise it must ht sung to the usual tunes of tht Long Metre. . 

2 The Lord, how absolute he reigns, 

Let every angel bend the knee ; 
Sing of his love in heav'nly strains, 
And speak how fierce his terrors be. 

3 High on a throne his glories dwell. 

An awful throne of shining bliss : 
Fly through the world, O sun, and tell 
How dark thy beams compar'd to his. 

' 4 Awake, ye tempests, and his fame 

In sounds of dreadful praise declare ; 
Let the sweet whisper of his name 
Fill every gentler breeze of air. 

5 Let clouds, and winds, and waves agree 

To join their praise with blazing fire ; 
Let the firm earth and rolling sea 
In this eternal song conspire. 

6 Ye flow'ry plains, proclaim his skill ; 

Vallies, lie low before his eye ; 
And let his praise from every hill 
Rise tuneful to the neighb'ring sky, 

7 Ye stubborn oaks, and stately pines, 

Bend your high branches and adore : 
I Praise him, ye beasts, in diffVent strains ; 
I The lamb must bleat, the lion roar. 

8 Birds, ye must make his praise your theme^ 
i Nature demands a song from you : 

While the dumb fish that cut the stream 
Leap up, and mean his praises too. 

I 9 Mortals, can you refrain your tongue 
When nature all around you sings ? 

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330 PSALM 148. 

Oh for a shout from old and young, 
From humble swains and lofty kings! 

10 Wide as his vast dominion lies 

Make the Creator's name be known ; 
Loud as his thunder shout his praise^ 
And sound it lofty as his throne. 

11 Jehovah ! 'tis a glorious word ! 

Oh may it dwell on every tongue ! 
But saints^ who best have known the Lord 
Are bound to raise the noblest song. 

12 Speak of the wonders of that love 

Which Gabriel plays on every chord : 
From all below, and all above^ 
Loud hallelujahs to the Lord ! 

PSALM 148. s. M. 



Universal Praise. 



LET every creature join 
To praise th' eternal God ; 
Ye heav'nly hosts, the song begin. 
And sound his name abroad. 

2 Thou sun with golden beams, 

4nd moon with paler rays^ 
Ye starry lights, ye twinkling flames. 
Shine to your Maker's praise. 

3 He built those worlds above, 

And fix'd their wond rous frame ; 
By his command they stand or move, 
And ever speak his name. 

4 Ye vapours, when ye rise, 

Or fall in showers or snow, 
Ye thunders, murm ring round the skies 
His power and glory show. 



PSALM 148. 33 i 

5 Wind, hail, and flashing fire, 

Agree to praise the Lord, 
When ye in dreadful storms conspire 
To execute his word. 

6 By all his works above 

His honours be expressed ; 
But saints, that taste his saving love. 
Should sing his praises best. 

PAUSE THE FIRST. 

T Let earth and ocean know 

They owe their Maker praise : 
Praise him, ye wat'ry worlds below^ 
And monsters of the seas. 

8 From mountains near the sky 

Let his high praise resound — 
From humble shrubs, and cedars high. 
And vales and fields around. 

9 Ye lions of the wood, 

And tamer beasts that graze. 
Ye live upon his daily food, 
And he expects your praise. 

10 Ye birds of lofty wing, 

On high his praises bear. 
Or sit on flowery boughs, and sing 
Your Maker's glory there. 

11 Ye creeping ants and worms, 
His various wisdom show ; 
And flies in all your shining swarms, 
Praise him that drest you 30. 

12 By all the earth-born race, 
His honours be expressed ; 
But saints, that know his heav'nly grace, 
Should learn to praise him best. 



PSALM 149. 



PAUSE TOE SFX'OND. i 

18 Monarchs of wide command, | 

Praise ye tli eternal King — 1 

Judges, adore that sovVeign hand, 1 

Whence all your honours spring. I 

14 Let vigorous youth engage I 

To sound his praises high ; 1 
While growing babes and withering age 

Their feeble voices try. 1 

15 United zeal be shown *| 

His wond'rous fame to raise ; j 

God is the Lord ; his name alone 4 

Deserves our endless praise. \ 

16 Let nature join with art, 1 

And all pronounce him blest ; i 
But saints, that dwell so near his heart, 

Should sing his praises best. ' ^ 

PSALM 149. C. M. { 

Praise God, all his Saints ; or, the Saints judging the World. j 

ALL ye that love the Lord, rejoice, | 

And let your songs be new ; j 

Amid the church with cheerful voice j 

His later wonders shew. I 

2 The Jews, the people of his grace, j 

Shall their Redeemer sing ; | 

And Gentile nations join the praise, | 

While Zion owns her King. j 

3 The Lord takes pleasure in the just, ; 

Whom sinners treat with scorn ; \ 

The meek, that lie despis'd in dust, j 

Salvation shall adorn. ; 

4 Saints shall be joyful in their King, | 

Ev'n on a dying bed ; j 



PSALM 150. 333 

And like the souls in glory sing, 
For God shall raise the dead. 

5 Then his high praise shall fill their tongues. 

Their hand shall wield the sword ; 
And vengeance shall attend their songs^ 
The vengeance of the Lord. 

6 When Christ the judgment-seat ascends^ 

And bids the World appear, 
Thrones are prepared for all his friends^ 
Who humbly lov'd him here. 

T Then shall they rule with iron rod, 
Nations that dar'd rebel, 
And join the sentence of their God, 
On tyrants doom'd to hell. 

8 The royal sinners, bound in chains, 
New triumphs shall afford : 
Such honour for the saints remains— 
Praise ye^ and love the Lord. 

PSALM 150. 1, 2, 6. C. M. 

A Song of Praise. 

IN God s own house pronounce his praise , 
His grace he there reveals ; 
To heav n your joy and wonder raise^ 
For there his glory dwells. 

2 Let all your sacred passions move^ 

While you rehearse his deeds ; 
But the great work of saving love 
Your highest praise exceeds. 

3 All that have motion, life and breathy 

Proclaim your Maker bless'd ; 
Yet when my voice expires in death , 
My soul shall praise him bestc 
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154 PSALM 150. 

PSALM 130. PROPER METRE. As the l4Sih, 

Universal praise to God, 

IN Zion's sacred gates, 
Let hymns of praise begin ; 
Where acts of faith and love 
With ceaseless beauty shine : 
In mercy there 
While God is known, before his throne 
With songs appear. 

2 In heaven, his house on high. 

Ye angels, lift your voice ; 
Let heavenlj harps resound. 
And happy saints rejoice : 
The glories sing 
That ever shine, with pomp divine 
Around yom King. 

3 His wondVous acts demand, 

His wisdom and his grace, 
The labours of our hand, 

And transports of our praise : 
Rehearse his name 
To every shore, where'er his power 
His works proclaim. 

4 Let the trump's martial voice. 

The timbrel's softer sound, 
The organ's solemn peal, 
United praise resound. 
To sw ell the song 
With highest joy, let man employ 
His tuneful tongue. 



DOXOLOGIES. 
The Christian Doxology. 



Long Metre. 

mo God the Father, God the Son, 
X And God the Spirit, three in one. 
Be honour, praise, aod glory given 
Bj all on earth, and ail in heaven. 

Common Metre. 

LET God the Father, and the Son, 
And Spirit be ador'd, 
Where there are vt^orks to make him known 
Or saints to love the Lord. 

Common Metre. 

Where the Tune includes two Staiisas 

h nnfJE God of mercy be ador'd, 
Jl Who calls our souls from death, 
Who saves by his redeeming word, 
And new-creating breath. 

2 To praise the Father, and the Son. 
And Spirit, all divine, 
The one in three, and three in one, 
Let saints and angels join. 

Short Metre* 

YE angels, round the throne, 
And saints that dwell below, 
Worship the Father, praise the Son, 
And bless the Spirit too. 

.^5 ihe llSth Psalm. 

NOW to the great and sacred Three, 
The Father, Son, and Spirit, be 
Eternal praise and glory giv'n. 
Through all the worlds, where God is 
known. 

By all the angels near the throne, 

And all the saints in earth and heav n. 



DOXOLOGIES. 

As the 14S th Psalm. 

TO God the Father's throne 
Perpetual honours raise ; 
Glory to God the Son, 
To God the Spirit praise : 

With aH our powers^ 
Eternal King, 
Thy name we sing, 
While faith adores. 



INDEX, 

OR 

TABLE, TO FIND A PSALM SUITED TO PARTICULAR 
SUBJECTS OR OCCASIONS. 



! Note. In this Table I have not directed to the several Parts or Metres of 
the Psalm, lest it should breed too great a confusion of figures. IVhat is 
sought in any Psalm may easily be found by turning a leaf or two back- 
ward or forward to the distinct Parts or Metres. 
If yoa find not what word you seek in this Table, seek another of the same 
signification, or seek it under some of the more general xoords^ such as. 
God, Christ, Church, Saints, Psalm, Prayer, Praise, Affliction, Grace, 
Deiiverance, Death, Sec. 



Adam, the first and second, their! 
dominion 8, 

Afflicted, Pity to them 35, 4L Tempt- 
ed supported 55, 145, 14^. Their 
prayer 102, 143. Saints happy 
73, 94, 119, Uthpart. 

Afflictions, Hope in them 13, 42, 77. 
Support and profit 119, lithpart. 
Instruction by them 49, 119, ISth 
part; S.anctified 94, 119, 18th 
part ; Courage in them, 119, Vlth 
part Removed by prayer 34; 107. 
Submission to them 39, 123, 13 L 
39 ; from men, see persecution ; in 
mind and body 143. Trying 
our graces 66, 119, XHfh part. 
Without rejection 89. Of saints 
and sinners different 94. Gentle 
103. Moderated 125. Very great 
77, 102, 143. 

Aged saints' reflection and hope 71. 

All-seeing God 139. 

Angels, Guardian, 34, 91. All sub- 
ject to Christ 89, 97. Praise the 
Lord 103. Prescntin churches 1S8, 

.ippeal to God against persecutors 7. 
Concernin'^ our sii cerity 139. Hu 
mility 131. 

.^^ce/i.n'on of Christ £4, 47, 68, 110. 
_ Assistance from God 138, 144. 

Atheism, practical 12, 24, 36. Pu- 
nished 10. 

Attributes of God .36, 111, 145, 147. 

Authority from God 75, 82. 

Backsliding soul in distress and de- 
sertion 25. Restored 51. Par- 
doned 78, 130 

.Blessing of God on the business and 
comforts of life 127. 

Blessings of a family 128, 133. Ot 



a nation 144, 147. Of the coun- 
try 65, 147. Of a person 1, 32, 
112. 

Blood of Christ cleansing from sin 
51, 69. 

Book of nature and scripture 19, 119, 
4th part. Prosperity 67 ; happi- 
ness 147. 

Brotherly love 133. Reproof 141. 

Business of life blest 127. 

Care of God over his saints 34. 

Charity to the poor 37, 41, 112. 
And justice 15, 112. Mixed with 
imprecations 35. 

Chastisement, see Afflictions. 

Children praising God 8. Made 
blessings 127, 128. Instructed 34, 
78. 

Christ the second Adam, his incar- 
nation, his dominion 8 ; his all- 
sufflciency 16. His ascension 24, 
68, 110. The church's founda- 
tion 118.' His coming, the signs 
of it 12. .His condescension and 
glorification 8. Covenant made 
with him 89. First and second 
coming, or his incarnation, king- 
dom and judgment 96, 97, 98. 
The true David 35, 89. His death 
and resurrection 16, 22, 69. The 
eternal Creator 102. Exalted to the 
kingdom 2, 8, 21, 72, 110. Our ex- 
ample 109. P^aithin hisblood 51. 
God and man 89. His Godhead 
102. Our hope 4, 51. Hisincar- 
naiion and sacrifice 40. The King, 
and the Church his spouse 45. 
His Kingdom among the Gentiles 
72, 87, 132'; his love to enemies 
35, 109. His majesty 97, 99. 
His glory 72 ; his mediatorial 



338 



INDEX. 



kingdom 89, 110. His obedience 
and death 69. His personal glo- 
ries and government 45. Praised 
by children 8. Priest and King 
110. His resurrection on the 
Lord's day 118. Our strength and 
righteousness 71. His sufferings 
and kingdom 2, 22, 69. His suf- 
ferings for our salvation 69. His 
zeal -eiid reproaches 69 ; his sor- 
rows Ckristian qualifications 15, 
24. Church made of Jews and Gen- 
tiles 87. 

Ghurck, its beauty 45, 48, 122. The 
birth-place of saints 87. Built on 
Jesus Christ 118; Its complaint 
137 ; against enemies 79, 83 ; De- 
light and safety in it 27 ; destruc- 
tion of enemies proceeds from 
thence 76. Gathered and settled 
132 ; of the Gentiles 45, 47. God 
fights for her 10, 20, 46 ; God's 
presence there 84, 132. God's spe- 
cial delight 87, 132. God's garden 
92. Going to it 122. The house and 
care of God 135. Of the Jews 
and Gentiles 87 ; Its increase 67. 
Prayer in distress 83 ; Prayer 
for the presence of Christ 70 ; 
persecuted, see persecution ; re- 
stored by prayer 85, 102, 107 ; 
its safety in' national desolations 
46 ; is the safety and honour of a 
nation 48 ; the „pouse of Christ 45 ; 
its worship and order 48. wrath 
against enemies proceeds thence 76 
Colonies planted 107. 
Comfort, holiness and pardon 4, 32, 
119, Utk and Vlth parts. And 
support in God 16, 94. From an- 
cient providences 77, 143. Of life 
blest 127. And pardon 130. 
Co/npanj/ of saints 16, 106. 
Complaint of absence from public 
worship 42. Of sickness 6. De- 
sertion 13. Pride, atheism, op- 
pression, &c. 10, 12. Of tempta- 
tion 13 ; against unbelievers 59 ; 
against evil companions ; 64 ; 
general 102 ; of quarrelsome neigh- 
bours 120. Of heavy afflictions 
in mind and body 143 ; under 
great trials 43. 
Compassion G'A 103, 145, 147. 
Comm,union with saints 106, 133. 
Confession of our poverty 16. Of sin, 
repentance, and pardon, 32, 38, 
51, 130, 143. 



Conscience, tender, 119, iSih pcur-f.- 

Its guilt relieved 32, 38, 51, 130. 
Contention complained of 120. 
Converse with God 63, 1 19, 2d part. 
Conversion and joy 126. At the as- 
cension of Christ 110. Of Jews; 
and Gentiles 87, 96, 106. 
Correction, see affliction. 
Corruption of manners general 1 1, 12. 
Counsel and support from God 16, 

\\d,mhpart. ' 
Courage in death 16, 17, 71. In per- 

secution 119, llthpart. 
Covenant made with Christ 89. Of 

grace unc'hangeable 89, 106, 
Creation and providence 33, 104, 

135, 136, 147, 148. 
Creatures, no trust in them 33, 62, 
146. . Vain, and God all-sufficient 
33. Praising God 148. 
Daily devotion 55, 139. 
Day of humiliation for disappoint- 
ments in war 60. 
Death and resurrection of Christ 16, 
69. Of saints and sioners 17,37, 
49. And sufferings of Christ 22, 
69. Deliverance from it 31. And 
pride 49. And the resurrection 
49, 71, 89. Courage in it 16, 17, 
23. The eifect of sin 90 ; not the 
end of our being 88. 
Defence in God 3, .121. And salva- 
tion in God 18, 61. 
Delaying sinners warned 95. 
Delight and safety in the church 27, 
48, 84. In the law of God 1 19, 5th, 
Sth, and IQth parts. In God 18, 
42, 63, 73, 84. 
Deliverance begun and perfected 85. 
From despair 18. From deep dis- 
tress 34, 40. From death 31,118. 
From oppression and falsehood 56. 
From persecution 53, 94. Bj 
prayer 34, 40, 85, 126. From 
shipwreck 107. From slander 31. 
Surprising 126 ; from temptations 
3, 6, 13, 18; from a tumult 118. 
Desertion and distress of soul 13, 25, 
38, 143. 

Desire o{ knowledge 119, 9th part.. 
Of holiness 119, Uth part. Of 
comfort and deliverance 119, 12//i, 
part. Of quickening grace 119, 
\Qth fart. 
Desolations, the church's safety in 
them 46. 

Despair and hope in death 17, 49. 
Deliverance from it 18, 130. 



IKDEX. 



339 



' Devotion, daily 55, 134, 141. On a 
I sick bed 6, 39. See Morning Even- 
j ing^ Lord^s Day. 
I Direction and pardon 25. And de- 
fence prayed for 5. And hope 42. 
I See. knowledge. 
1 Disease, see sickness. 
! Distress of soul, or backsliding and 
I desertion 25 ; relieved 51, 130. 
! Dominion of man over creatures 8 
i Doubts and fears suppressed 3, 31, 
I 143. 

: Drunkard and glutton 1 07. 
Duty to God and man 15, 24. 
Dwelling with God, see heaven, 

church, &c. 
Education, religious 34, 78. 
Egypt's plagues 105. 
End of the righteous and wicked 1, 
I 37. Enemies overcome 18. Prayed 
I for 35, 109. besii'oyed i2, 48, 76 
i| Envy and unheiief cured 37, 49. 
Equi'/j 3,nd wisuoni of providence 9. 
i Evening psalm 4, 1.-9, 141. 
Evidences of gracp, or self-examina- 
tion 26; of sincerity 18, 19, 139, 
I Evil times 12. MeighLours 120, 
Magijtrates 1 1, 58, 8^. 
Exalitiiio'ii ■■!' Christ to the kingdom 

2, 21, 22, 6w, T.I, 110. 
Examination or evidences of srrace 
26, 139. 

Exliorlaiions to peace and holiness 
34. 

Faitli and prayer nfpersecuted saints 

35. In the blood of Christ 32, 51. 

In divine grace and power G2, 130. 
Faithfulness of God Q'J, lu5, 111, 

145, 146. Of man 15, l U. 
Falsehood, blasphemy, &c. 12. And 

oppression, deliverance from them 

12, 56. 

Fatnilj/ government 101. Love and 

Avorship 13 '3. Blessings 128. 
Fears and doubts suppressed 3, 31, 

34. Ill the worship of God 89, 99. 

Of God 1 19, \2lh part. 
Flattery and deceit complained of 

12, 36. 
Forgiveness, see pardon. . 
Formal worship 50. 
Fraihy of man 89, 90, 144. 
Fretfulness discouraged 37. 
Friendship, its blessings 133. 
Funeral psalm 89, 90. 
Gentiles given to Christ 2, 22, 72 

Church 45, 65, 72, 87. Owning 

the true God 47, 96, 98. 



Glorification and condescension of 
Christ 8, 45* 

Glory of God in our salvation 69. 
And grace promised 84, 89, 97. 

Glutton 78. And drunkard 107. 

God all in all 127 ; all-seeing 139 ; 
All-sufficient 16, 33 ; his being, at- 
tributes, andn^rovidence 36, 65, 
147 ; hia care^oi saints 7, 34 ; his 
creation and providence 33, 104, 
&c. Our defence and salvation 3, 
33, 61, 115 ; eternal, and sovereign, 
and holy 93 ; eternal, and man mor- 
tal 90, 102; faithfulness 89, 105, 
111 ; his glory in his works and 
word49 ; glorified, and sinners sav- 
ed 69 ; Goodness and mercy 103, 
145 ; Gov^dness and truth 145, 146 ; 
Governing power and gcodne^s 66. 
Great and p.cod 68, 144, 145, 147 ; 
heart searciiing 139 ; our only hope 
and help 1-^2; the Judge 9, 50, 97 ; 
kmd to his people 145, 146 ; his glo- 
ry in creation and providence 104 ; 
his kingdom and perfections 145; 
his majesty 97 ; and condescension 

II. 3, 144 ; mercy and truth 36, 89, 
103, 136, 145; made man 8; of 
nature and grace 65 ; hrs perfec- 
tions 36, 111, 145, i47; our portion, 
and Christ our hope 4. Our portion 
here and hereafter 73. His power 
and raajesty68, 89, 93, 96. Praised 
by children 8. Our Preserver 121, 
1.28 ; present in hi.s choiches 84 ; 
cur refuge in national troubles 46 ; 
our Shepherd 23. His sovereignty 
and goodness to man 8, 113, 
144. Our support and comfort 
S4. Supreme Governor 75, 82, 
93. His vengeance and com- 
passion 68j 97. Unchangeable 89, 

III. His universal dominion 103. 
His wisdom m his works 1 1 1, 139. 
Worthy of all praise 145, 146, 
150. 

Good works 15, 24, 112. Profit men, 

not God 16. 
Goodness of God 8, 103, 111, 145, 

146. 

Gospel^ its glory and success 19, 45, 
1 10. Joyful sound 89, 98. Wor- 
ship and order 48. 

Government of Christ 45. From 
God 75. 

Grace, its evidences, or self-exami- 
nation 26, 139. Above riches 144, 
Without merit 16, 32. Of Christ 



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45, 72. And providence 33, 3fr, 
135, 136, 147. Preserving and re- 
storing 133. Truth and protection 
57. Tried by affliction 17, 66, 
125. And glory 84, 97. Pardon- 
ing 130. 

Guilt of conscience relieved 32, 38, 
51, 130. 

Happy saint and cursed sinner, 1. 

Harvest 65, 126, 147. 

Health, sickness and recovery 6, 30, 

.31. Prayed for 6, 38, 39. 

Heart known to God 139. 

Hearing of prayer and salvation 4, 
10, 66, 102. 

Heaven of separate souls and the 
resunecTion 17; the saints' dwell- 
ing-olace 24. 

Holiness, p;irdon, and comfort 4. 
Desired 119, 1 l//i pa?-/ ; profest 
119, 3d part, 139. 

Hope in darkne s 13, 77, 143. Ol' 
resurrection 16, 7T And in des- 
pair in deaili 17, 49. And prayer 
27. For victory 20. And direction 
42 ; in afflictions 42, 143. 

Hcsanna of the children 8. For the 
Lord^s day 118. 

Household, see family. 

Humiliation day 10, for disappoint- 
ment 60. 

Huinility and submission 131, 139. 

Hypocrites and hypocri -y 12, 50. 

Idolatry reproved 16, 115, 135. 

Jdwvah 68, 83. Reigns 93, 96, 97. 

Jews, see Israel. 

Images, see idolatry. 

Imprccatic7is and charity 35. 

Incarnation 96, 97, 98. And sacri- 
fice of Christ 40. 

Infants 139, see children. 

Injidcls, miserable end of 52. 

Instruction from God 25. From 
scripture 119, 4//i and 1th parts. 
In piety 34. 

Instructive afflictions 94. 

Intemperance p.mishsd 78. And par- 
doned i07. 

Joy of conversion 156. 

See de\\'/'\i. 

Israel £aved from the Assyrians 76 
Saved fiorn Egypt, and brought to 
Canaan 77, 105, 107, 135, 136. 
Rebeliion and punishment 78. Pu- 
nished and pardoned 106, 107 
Travel? in the wilderness 107, 114. 

Judzmtm and mercy 9, 68. Day 1, 
50, 96, 97, 98, 129. Seat of God 9. 

Justice, of Provideace 9. And truth 



towards men 15. 
J"Ms/i^ca/io7i, free 23, 130. 
Kingdom of Christ, see Christ. 
Knowledge desired 19, 119, 9ihpart. 
Law of God, delight in it 119,5th part. 
Liberality rewQ.rded 4\, 112. 
Life and riches, their vanity 49. 

Short and feeble G9, 90, 144. 
Life the only accepted time 88. 
Longing after God 42, 63. 
iyorG''5 dav psa'm 92, 118. Ivlorning 
5,19,63. 

Love of God to the righteous and ha.- 
tred to the wicked 1, 11. I'o our 
neighbour 15, to the church 137, I 
of C'hriit to sinners 35. of G.->d ; 
better than life 63. of God unchan- 
geable 89, 106, toeneniics 35. 109. 
Brotherly 133. and worship in a [ 
faaiily ibid. 
Luxury punished 78. and pardoned \ 
107. \ 
jMogiilrdtes wi rned 58, 8^. Quali- 
fications iOl. Rsiised and depos- i 
ed 75. 

Majesty of Gcd 68, see God. 
Man, his vanity as mortal 39, 89, 
90, 144. his dominion over crea- 
ture? 8. mortal and Chr.st eternal 

1 02. his wonderful formation 139. 
Mariner'' s psalm U)7. 
Marriage, mystical 45. 
Master of a ia)nily 101. 
MtdttaiiGn I, 63, 119, 5th and 6th 

parts, 

M elancholy veproxed 42. And hope 

77. Removed 126. 
JJercies^ common and special 68, 

103. Spiritual and temporal 103, 
Inmira-rr.ble 139. Everlasting 136. 
Recoifled 7 07. and iiidgment 9, 
and tru:h of God .;6, 89, 103, 136, 
145, 146. 

Merit disclaimed 16. 
Messiah, see Chri-t. 
Midnight ihoughU 63, 119, 5i/t and 

Qth parts, 139. 
Ministers ordained 132. 
Miracles in the wilderness 1 1 4. 
Morning T^s^\m 3, 141, Gf a sab- 
bath 5, 19, 63. 
M orialily of man 39, 49, 90. A nd 
hope 89. And God's eternity 90, 102. 
Kation^s honour and safety is tlie 
church 48, prosperity 67, 144. 
Blest and pimished 107. 
Xational deliverance 67, 76, 76, 124, 
126. Desolations, the church's 
?afety aad triumph ia them 46- 



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JVadure and scripture 19, 

part, of man 139. _ 
New-England psalm 107. 



119, 7th 



ter than sacrifice 50. 

Old Age, death 90. And resurrec- 
tion 71, 89. 

Omnipotence^ Omniscience, Omni- 
presence, &:c. see God. 

Pardon^ holiness and comfort 4. Of 
backsliding 78. And direction 25. 
And repentance prayed for 38 
And confession 32. Of original 
and actual sin 51. 

Plentiful with God 130. 

Patience under afflictions 39. Under 
persecutions 37, 44. In darkness 
77, 130, 131. 

Peace and holiness encouraged 34. 
With men desired 120. 

Perfections of God 111, 145, 147. 136. 

Persecuted saints, their prayer and 
faith 35, 44, 74, 80, 83. 

Persecution, victory over, and deliv- 
erance from it 7, 53, 94. Courage 
in it 119, nth part. 

Persecutors punished 7, 129, 149. 
Their folly 14. Complained of 35, 
44, 74, 80, 83. Deliverance from 
them 9, 10, 94. 

Perseverance 138. In trials 119, llth 
part. 

Personal glories of Christ 45. 
Pestilence, preservation in it 91. 
Piety, instructions therein 34. See 
saint. 

Pity to the afflicted 41, see charity. 
God. 

Pleading V4rithout repining 39, 123 
The promises 119, IQthpart. 

Poor, charity to them 15, 37, 41, 112. 

Portion of saints and sinners 11, 17, 
37. 

Poverty confessed 16. 

Power and majesty of God 39, 68, 
145, see God. 

Practical atheism 14, 36. 

Praise to God from children 8. I'or 
his care of the Church 112; for 
creation and' providence 33, 104. 
To our Creator 100. general song 
of 100. From all creatures 148. for 
eminent deliverances 34, 118- Gen- 
eral 86, 145, 150. for the gospel 98. 
for health restored 30, 1 16. fi r hear- 
ing prayer 66, 10^^;. f;- J ^-.us 
Christ 45. from all nati i> 117. 
And prayer public 65. For p 



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tection, grace, and truth 57. For 
providence and grace 36. For 
rain 65, 147. From the saints 149, 
150. For temporal blessings 68, 
147, For temptations overcome 
18. For victory in war ibid> uni- 
versal 150. 

Prayer heard 4 34, 65, 66. In time 
of war 20. Against public and 
personal enemies, 140. and hope 
of victory 2(k Praise public 65. 
And praise for deliverance from 
evil companions 28. for deliverance 
from temptations 28. and hope 27., 
for deliverance from enemies 54. 
in churches distress 80. heard, and 
2ion restored 10^. and faith of 
persecuted saints 35, 37, 56. and 
praise for deliverance 34. For re- 
pentance and pardon, &c. 38. see- 
complaint for the latter day glorj 

. 53. 

Preserving grace 138. 

Preservation in public dangers 46, 
91, 112. Daily 121. 

Pride^ and atheism, and oppression 
punished 10, 12, And death 49. 

Priesthood of Christ 51, 110. 

Princes vain 62, 146. 

Profession of sincerity and repent- 
ance, fee. 119, 3c? part, 139, 
False 50. 

Promises and threatenings 81. Plead- 
ed 119, 10th part. 

Prosperity dangerous 55, 73. 

Prosperous sinners cursed 37, 49, 73, 

Protection, trujh and grace 57. By 
day and night 121. 

Providence, its wisdom and equity 9. 
And creation 33, 135, 136. And 
grace 36, 147. And perfections of 
God 36. Its mystery unfolded 73. 
Recorded 77, 78, 107. In air, 
earth, and seas 33, 65, 89, 104, 107^ 
147. in the seasons 65. 

Prudence and zeal 39. 

Psalm for soldiers 18, 60. For old 
age 71. For husbandmen 65. For 
a funeral 89, 90. For the Lcd's 
day 92. Before prayer 95. Be- 
fore sermon ibid. For magistrates 
101. For householders 101. For 
mariners 107. For gluttons and 
drunkards 107 For New-Lngland 
V d, see raori., even, kc„ 

Public piaiSi:; fci pnvate mercies 116 
{18 I: or deiivvrance 124. Wor- 
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of 4'2. worship attended on 122. 

prayer and praise 65, 84. 
Pu7iishment of s'mners 1, 11, 37. and 

salvation 7{j, 81, 106. see affliction. 
Purposes holy 119, 15th part. 
Qualifications of a christian 15, 24. 
(Quarrelsome neighbours 120. 
Quickening grace 119, Wthpart. 
Rain from heaven 65, 135, 147. 
Recovery from sickness 6, 30, 1 IG. 
Rejoicing in God IB. see joy, delight. 
Relative duties 15, 133. 
Religion and justice 15. in words 

and deeds 37. 
Religious education 34, 78. 
Remembrance of former deliverances 

77, 143. 

Repentance, confession and pardon 
32. and prayer for pardon and 
strength 38. and faith in the 
blood of Christ 51. 

Reproach removed 31, 37. 

Resignation 39, 123. 131. 

Resolutions \\o\j 119, I5th-part. 

Restoring grace 23, 13'o. 

Resurrection and dealii of Christ 2, 
16. Of the saints 16, 17, 49, 71. 
And death 49, 71, 89. 

Reverence in worship 89, 99. 

Revolution, American 18. 

Riches, their vanity 49. Compared 
with grace 144. 

Righteous, see saints. 

Righteousness from Christ 71. See 
salvation, pardon, Christ. 

Rulers the care of heaven 21. 

Sabbath, see Lord's day. 

Sacrifice 40, 51. 69. Incarnation of 
Christ 40. 

Safety in public dangers 91. and tri- 
umph of the church in national 
desolations 46. In God 61. And 
delight in the church 27. 

Saints happy and sinners cursed 1, 
11, 119, 1st part, safety in evil 
times 12, 46, the best company 
16. Characterised 15, 24. and 
fiinner's portion 1, 17, Dwell in hea- 
ven 15, 24. Punished and saved 

78, 106. God's care of Ihem ^'4. 
Reward at last 60, 90, 92. and 
sinner's end 1, 11, 37. patience 
and world's hatred.37. Chastis- 
ed and sinners destroyed 94. Die, 
but Christ lives 102. Punished 
and pardoned 106, 107. Conducted 
to heaven 106, i07. tried and 
preserved 66, 125. Afflictions 



moderated 125. Judging the world 

i4y. 

Salvation of saints 10. And triumpk 
18. And defence in God 61. By 
Christ 69, 85. 
5'a?2c/(/ierf afflictions 119, last part, 94. 
Satan subdued 3, 6, 13. 
Scripture compared with the book 
of nature 19, 119, 1th part. Instruc- 
tion from it 119, Alhpart. Delight 
in it 119, bth and 18f/i parts. Ho- 
liness and comfort from it 119, Qth 
part. Perfection 119, 7th part. 
Variety and excellency 119, 8/^ 
part, attended with the spirit, 119^ 
9th part. 
Seasons of the year 65,/ 147. 
Seaman'' s song 107. 
Secret devotion 34, 119, 2d part. 
Seeking God 27, 63. 
Self-examination, or evidences of 

grace 26, 139. 
Separate souls, heaven 17. 
Shepherd of saints is God 23. 
Shipw)-eck prevented 107. 
Sick-bed devotion 6, S8, 39, 116. 
Sickness healed 6, 30, 116. 
Sickness, soiemn thoughts after 88. 
Sig7is of Christ's coming 12, 96, &c. 
Sin of nature 14. Original and ac- 
tual, confessed and pardoned 51. 
and chastisement of saints 78, 106. 
Universal 14. 
Sincerity 19, 26, 32, 139. Proved 
and rewarded 18. Professed 119, 
3d part. 

Sinner cursed, and saint happy 1, 
11, and saints' portion 1, 17, 37, 
50, hatred and saints' patience 37. 
destroyed, and saints chastised 94. 
Snis of the tongue 12, 34, 50. 
Slander, deliverance from it 31, 120. 
Song, see Psalm. 

Sorrows, see affliction, sickness, &c, 
of Israel in the Babylonish captivi- 
ty 137. 

Souls in separate state 17, 146, 150. 
Spirit given at Christ's ascension 68. 
His teaching desired 119, dthpartj 
51. 

Spiritual enemies overcome 3, 18, 
144. Blessings and punishments 81. 
Mindedness 1 19, 2d part, see saint, 
grace, &c. 
i Spouse of Christ the King is the 

Church 45. 
\ Spring cf the year 65. And summer 
65, 104. Aiid winter 147. 



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343 



Storm and thunder 29, 135, 148. 
Strength, repentance and pardon 

prayed for 38. from Christ 71. ol 

grace 138. 
Submission 123, 131. To Christ 2. 

To sickness 39. 
Success of the gospel 19, 1 10. 
Sufferings and death of Christ 22. 

And kingdom of Christ 2, 22, 69, 

110. 

Summer 65. and winter 147. 
Support and counsel from God 16. 

For the afflicted and tempted 55. 

And comfort in God 94, 119, 14//i 

part. 

Surety and sacrifice. Christ 40.' 

Temptations overcome 3, 18. In 
sickness 6. escape from them 25 
of the devil. 13. support under 
them 3, 55, 94. 

Tempter, see Satan. 

Tmrfer conscience 119, 13lhpart. 

^hanks, public, for private mercies 
116, 118. see praise. 

Thanksgiving of David for deliver- 
ance from his enemies 18. 

Threatenings and promises 81. 

Thunder and storm 29, 135, 136, 148. 

Times, evil 11, 12. 

Tongue governed 34, 39. 

Trial of our graces by afflictions 66, 
125. of our hearts 26, 139. 

Triumph for salvation 18. and safe- 
ty of the church in national deso- 
lations 46. at the last day 149. 

Troubles, see afflictions, temptations. 

Trust in the creatures vain 62, 146. 

Truth, grace, and protection 57, 145, 
149. see God, faithfulness. Tumult, 
deliverance from it 118. 

y anity of man as mortal 39, 89^ 144. 
Of life and riches 49. 

V engeance end compassion 68. 
Against the enemies of the church 
76, 149. 



Victory hoped and prayed for 20. 
over teinptaiions 6, 18, 144. over 
temporal enemies . 18. and deliv- 
erance from persecution 53. 

Vineyard of God wasted 80. 

Unbelief and envy cured 37. Pu- 
nisiied 95. 

Unchangeable God 89, 111. 

Vows paid in the church 116. Of 
holiness 119, lolhpnrf. 

Waiting for pardon and direction 25, 
for answer to prayer 85, 130, 143. 

War, prayer in time of it 20. Dis- 
appointments therein 60. Victory 
18. Spiritual 18, 144. 

Warnings of God to his people ^1. 

Watchfulness 19, 141. Over the 
tongue 59. 

Weather 65, 107, 135, 147, 148. 

Wicked., see sinner, saint. 

Wicked, mischiefs cf, means of their 
ruin 64. 

Wicked, miserable end of 59. 

Wickedness of man 1 4, 36, 51. 

Wind, see providence, seasons, storra. 

Winter and summer 147. 

Wisdom and equity of providence 
9. Of God in his works 111. 

Word of God, see scripture. 

Works of creation and providence 
104, 147, 148. And grace 19, 33, 
111, 135,136. Good profit men, 
not God 16. 

WorWs hatred and saints'' patience 
37. , • 

Worship and order of the gospel 48. 
Delight in it 84. With reverence 
89, 99. Daily 55, 134, 141. hi a 
family 133. Public 63, 84, 122, 
132. Absence from it 42, 63. 

Wrath and mercy from the judg- 
ment-seat 9. see more in God, 
punishment, sinner, vengeance. 

Zeal and prudence 30. 

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All ye that love the Lord reioice 332 

Almighty Ruler of the skies 19 

Again, my tongue, thy silence break 243 

Amid thy wrath j emember love 85 

Among the assemblies of the great 176 

Among the princes, earthly gods' 185 

And will the God of grace 177 

Are all the foes of Zion fools 118 

Are sinners now so senseless grown 28 

Arise, ray gracious God 33 

Awake, ye saints, to praise your king 296 

BEHOLD the lofty sky ' 44 

Behold the love, the generous love 79 

Behold the morning sun 45 

Behold the sure foundation stone 259 

Behold thy waiting servant, Lord 269 

By Babel's streams the captives sate 301 

Bless, O thou western w^orld, thy God 324 

Bless, O my soul, the living God 223 

Blest are the sons of peace 293 

Blest are the souls who hear and know 193 

Blest are the undefil'd in heart 262 

Blest is the man, for ever blest 70 

Blest is the man whose bowels move 91 

Blest is the man who shuns the place 5 

Blest is the nation where the Lord 72 

CHILDREN in years or knowledge young 75 

Come, children, learn to fear the Lord 77 

Come let our voices join to raise 209 

Come sound his praise abroad ib. 

Consider all my sorrows, Lord 272 

DAVID rejoic'd in God his strength 50 

Deep in our hearts let us record 150 

EARLY, my God, without delay 130 

Exalt the Lord our God ' 216 

FAR as thy name is known 103 

Father, I bless thy gentle hand 275 

Father, I sing thy wondrous grace 149 

Firm and unmov'd are they 283 



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Firm was my health, my day was bright €6 

Fools in their hearts believe and say 27 

'Fov ever blessed be the Lord 315 

For ever shall my song record 191 

From age to age exalt his name 238 

From all that dwell below the skies 257 

From deep distress and troubled thoughts 289 

GIVE thanks to God, he reigns above 237 

Give thanks to God, invoke his name 233 

Give thanks to God most high 298 

Give thanks to God the sovereign Lord 297 

Give to our God immortal praise 300 

Give to the Lord, ye sons of fame • 64 

God in his earthly temple kys 185 

God is the refuge of his saints 99 

God, my supporter and my hope 160 

God of eternal love 236 

God of my childhood and my youth 154 

God of my life, look gently down 87 

God of my mercy and my praise 244 

Good is the Lord, the heavenly King, 139 

Great God, attend while Zion sings 180 

Great God, how oft did Israel prove 172 

Great God, indulge my humble claim 132 

Great God, the heaven's well ordered ^rame 47 

Great God, whose universal sway 155 

Great is the Lord exalted high 295 

Great is the Lord, his works of might 248 

Great is the Lord our God 102 

Great Shepherd of thine Israel 174 

HAD not the Lord, may Israel say 282 

Happy is he that fears the Lord 250 

Happy the city where their sons 316 

Happy the man whose cautious feet 6 

Happy the man to whom his God 69 

Hear me, O God, nor hide thy face 220 

Hear what the Lord in vision said 193 

Help, Lord, for men of virtue fail 24 

He reigns, the Lord, the Saviour reigns 212 

He that hath made his refuge God 201 

High in the heavens, eternal God 79 

How pleasing is thy voice 140 

How awful is thy chastening rod 168 

How long wilt thou conceal thy face 26 

How did my heart rejoice to hear 279 

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How fast their guilt and sorrows rise 

How pleasant, how divinely fair 

How pleasant 'tis to see 

How pleas'd and blest was I 

How long, O Lord, shall I complain 

How shall the young secure their hearts 

IF God succeed not, all the cost 

If God to build a house deny 

I lift my soul to God 

ril bless the Lord from day to day 

I'll praise my Maker with my breath 

I'll speak the honours of my King 

I love the Lord, he heard my cries 

In all my vast concerns with thee 

In anger, Lord, rebuke me not, 

In God's own house pronounce his praise 

In Judah God of old was known 

Into thy hand, O God of truth 

I love thy kingdom, Lord 

In Zion's sacred gates 

I set the Lord before my face 

Is there ambition in my heart 

It is the Lord our Saviour's hand 

I waited patient for the Lord 

I will extol thee, Lord, on high 

JEHOVAH reigns, he dwells in light 

Jesus shall reign where'er the sun 

Jesus, our Lord, ascend thy throne 

Joy to the world, the Lord is come 

Judge me, O Lord, and prove my ways 

Judges who rule the w^orld by laws 

Just are thy ways and true thy word 

LET all the earth their voices raise 

Let all the heathen writers join 

Let children hear the mighty deeds 

Let every creature join 

Let every tongue thy goodness speak 

Let God arise in all his might 

Let sinners take their course 

Let Zion in her King rejoice 

Let Zion and her sons rejoice 

Long as I live I'll bless thy name 

Lord, I am thine ; but thou wilt prove 

Lord, I am vile, conceiv'd in sin 

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|i Lord, I esteem thy judgments right 266 

Lord, if thine eyes survey our faults 199 

Lord, I have made thy word my choice 267 

i Lord, in the morning thou shall hear 13 

I Lord 1 will bless thee all my days 74 

! Lord, I would spread my sore distress 115 

I Lord of the worlds above 1 82 

I Lord, thou hast calPd thy grace to mind 184 

I Lord, thou hast heard thy servant cry 258 

I Lord, if thou dost not soon appear 24 

Lord of all worlds, incline thy bounteous ear 119 

\ Lord, hast thou cast the nation off 128 

Lord, in these dark and dismal days 302 

Lord, thou hast search'd and seen me through 305 

1 Lord, thou hast seen my soul sincere 39 

I Lord, thou wilt hear me when I pray 13 

j Lord, 'tis a pleasant thing to stand 204 

I Lord, we have heard thy works of old 95 

Lord, what a feeble piece 200 

Lord, what a thoughtless wretch was I 160 

Lord, what is man, poor feeble man 316 

Lord, what was man when made at first 19 

Lord, when 1 count thy mercies o'er 310 

j Lord, when thou didst ascend on high 145 

I Loud hallelujahs to the Lord 328 

I Lo! what a glorious corner-stone 261 

Lo? what an entertaining sight 292 

MAKER and sovereign Lord 7 

Mercy and judgment are my song 218 

Mine eyes and my desire 59 

My never-ceasing song shall show 192 

My heart rejoices in thy name 68 

My God, accept my early vows 313 

My God, consider my distress 270 

My God, how many are my fears 10 

My God, in whom are all the springs 124 

My God, my everlasting hope 152 

My God, my King, thy various praise 31 7 

My God, permit my tongue I33 

My God, the steps of pious men 84 

My God, what inward grief I feel 308 

j My God, defend my cause 93 

; My God, preserve my soul I20 

I My God, while impious men 3II 

I My refuge is the God of love 23 

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My righteous Judge, my gracious God 

My Saviour and my King 

My Saviour, my almighty Friend 

My Shepherd is the living Lord 

My Shepherd will supply my need 

My soul, how lovely is the place 

My soul lies cleaving to the dust 

My soul, repeat his praise 

My spirit looks to God alone 

My soul, thy great Creator praise 

My spirit sinks within me, Lord 

My trust is in my heavenly friend 

NO sleep nor slumber to his eyes 

Not to our names, thou only just and true 

Not to ourselves, who are but dust 

Now be my heart inspired to sing 

Now from the roaring lion's rage 

Now Pm convinced the Lord is kind 

Now let our lips with holy fear 

Now let our mournful song record 

Now may the God of power and grace 

Now shall my solemn vows be paid 

Now plead my cause. Almighty God 

O ALL ye nations, praise the Lord 

O blessed souls are they 

Oh bless the Lord, my soul 

Of justice and of grace I sing 

Oh for a shout of sacred joy 

O God, my refuge, hear my cries 

O God of grace and righteousness 

O God of mercy hear my call 

O God of my salvation, hear 

O God, to whom revenge belongs 

O God of grace, my cry attend 

O God, attend, while hosts of foes^ 

O happy man, whose soul is fill'd 

O happy nation, where the Lord 

O how I love thy holy law 

O Lord, the God of heaven and earth 

O Lord, how many are my foes 

O Lord, our heavenly King 

O Lord, our Lord, how wondrous great 

O Lord, our Lord most high 

O that the Lord would guide my ways 

O that thy statutes every hour 



TABLE OF FIRST LINES. 

j O what a stiff rebellious house 

> Oh save thy servants, Lord 

: O thoo that hear'st when sinners cry 

1 O thou, v^^hose hand the kingdom sways 

O thou whose sceptre earth and seas obey 
i O thou, the only good, and great, and wise 
I O thou whose grace and justice reign 
' O ihou whose justice reigns on high 
I Out of the depths of long distress 
I Our rulers, Lord, with songs of praise 

Our God, our help in ages past 
I PRAISE waits in Zion, Lord, for thee 
Praise ye the Lord, exalt his name 
Praise ye the Lord, my heart shall join 
Praise ye the Lord, His good t© raise 
i Preserve me, Lord, in time of need 
I REJOICE, ye righteous, in the Lord 
1 Remember, Lord, our mortal state 
I Return. O God of love, return 
SALVATION is for ever nigh 
Save me, O God, the swelling floods 
Save me, O Lord, from every foe 
Save me from evil men 
See what a living stone 
I Shew pity. Lord ; O Lord forgive 
Shine on our land, Jehovah, shine 
; Shall man, O God of light and life 
Stretch'd on the bed of grief 
Sing to the Lord most most high 
Sing, all the nations, to the Lord 
Sing to the Lord aloud 
Sing to the Lord Jehovah's name 
Sing to the Lord, ye distant lands 
Songs of immortal praise belong 
, Soon as 1 heard my father say 
Sure there's a righteous God 
Sweet is the memory of thy grace 
Sweet is the work, my God, my king 
TEACH me the measure of my days 
The Almighty reigns exalted high 
That man is blest who stands in awe 
The earth for ever is the Lord's 
I Thee will I love, O Lord, my strength 
I The God Jehovah reigns 
i The God of glory sends his summons forth 



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TABLE OF FIRST LINES. 



The God of our salvation hears 

The heavens declare thy glory, Lord 

The King of saints, how fair his face 

The Lord appears my helper now 

The Lord, how v/ondrous are his ways 

The Lord Jehovah reigns 

The Lord is come ; the heavens proclaim 

The Lord my shepherd is 

The Lord of glory is m}^ light 

The Lord of glory reigns, he reigns on high 

The Lord, the Judge, before his throne 

The Lord, the Judge, his churches warns 

The Lord, the sovereign King 

The Lord, the sovereign, sends his summons forth 

The man is ever blest 

The praise of Zion waits for thee 

The wonders. Lord, thy love hath wrought 

Think, mighty God, on feeble man 

This is the day the Lord hath made 

This spacious earth is all the Lord's 

Thou art my portion, O my God 

Thou God of love, thou ever blest 

Through every age, eternal God 

Thrice happy man, who fears the Lord 

Thus I resolv'd before the Lord 

Thus saith the Lord, " The spacious fields 

Thus saith the Lord, " Your work is vain 

Thus the eternal Father spake 

Thus the great Lord of earth and sea 

Thy mercies fill the earth, O Lord 

Thy name, almighty Lord 

Thy works of glory, mighty Lord 

Thy praise, O Lord, our thankful songs renew 

'Tis by thy strength the mountains stand 

To God I cried with mournful voice 

To God I made my sorrows known 

To God, the great, the ever blest 

To heaven I lift my Vv ailing eyes 

To heaven let all my sacred passions move 

To bless the Lord let every land combine 

To bless the Lord our Gori i n strains divine 

To thee my King, my God of Grace 

To our almighty Maker, God 

To thee before the dawning lighc 

To thine almighty arm we owe 



TABLE OF FIRST LINES. 361 

To heaven's high King, my soul, thy honours raise 231 

'Twas for my sake, eternal God 150 

'Twas from thy hand, my God, I came 307 

'Twas in the watches of the night , 131 

VAIN man, on foolish pleasures bent 239- 

Unshaken as the sacred hill 283 

Up from my youth, may Israel say 287 

Up to the hills I lift mine eyes 277 

Upward I lift mine eyes 279 

WE bless the Lord, the just, the good 1 45 

We love thee, Lord, and we adore 40 

What shall I render to my God 256 

When Christ to judgment shall descend 107 

W^hen God is nigh my faith is strong 31 

When God, provok'd with daring crimes 241 

When God restor'd our captive state 284 

When God reveaPd his gracious name 285 

When Israel, freed from Pharaoh's hand 252 

When Israel sins, the Lord reproves 171 

When I with pleasing wonder stand 310 . 

When man grows bold in sin 81 

When overwhelm'd with grief 129 

W^hen pain and anguish seize me, Lord 275 

When the great Judge, supreme and just - 21 

When God in wrath shall rise 127 

When men of mischief rise 134 

Where shall the man be found 58 

Where shall we go to seek and find 290 

While I keep silence and conceal 71 

While men grow bold in wicked ways 80 

While life prolongs its precious light 188 

Who shall ascend thy heavenly place 29 

Who shall inhabit in thy hill 28 

Who will arise and plead my right 207 

Why did the Jews proclaim their rage 9 

Why did the nat ions join to slay 8 

Why do ihe proud insult the poor 105 

Why do the wealthy wicked boast 83 

Why doth the Lord depart so far 22 

Why doth the man of riches grow 103 

Why hath my God my soul forsook 50 

Why should I v ex my sovd and fret 82 

Why do [he wicked boast of sin 117 

Will God for ever ( •-.$! us off 162 

With ail my powers of heart and tongue 304 



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TABLE OF FIRST LINES. 



With earnest longings of the mind 

With my whole heart I'll raise my song 

With my whole heart I've sought thy face 

With reverence let the saints appear 

With songs and honours sounding loud 

W ould you behold the works of God 

YE holy souls, in God rejoice 

Ye nations round the earth rejoice 

Ye servants of th' almighty King 

Ye sons of men, a feeble race 

Ye sons of pride that hate the just 

Ye that delight to serve the Lord 

Ye that obey the immortal King 

Ye tribes of Adam join 

Ye chiefs and kings to God your voices raise 

Ye nations round the northern sea 

Ye sons of men, in God rejoice 

Yet (saith the Lord) if David's race 



HYMNS 

SELECTED 

FROM DR. WATTS, DR. DODDRIDGE, 

AND 

VARIOUS OTHER WRITERS. 

ACCOaDING TO THE RECOMMENDATION OF THE JOINT COMMITTEE 
OF THE 

GENERAL ASSOCIATION OF CONNECTICUT, 

AND 

THE GENERAL ASSEMBLY 

OF 

THE PRESBYTERIAN CHURCH LY AMERICA. 



BY TIMOTHY DWIGHT, 

PRESIDENT OF YALE COLLEGE. 



JVEW-YORK: 

PRINTED BY J. SEYMOUR, NO. 49 JOHN-STREET. 
1817. 



HYMNS 

AND 

SPIRITUAL SONGS. 



HYMN 1. P.M. As the liQih Psalm. Dr. Watts, 

I The Divine Perfections. 

FflfJE Lord Jehovah reigos ; 
J- His throne is boilt on high ; 
< The garments he assumes, 
Are light and majesty ; 
His glories shine»with beams so bright^, 
No mortal eye can bear the sight. 

2 The thunders of his hand, - 

Keep the wide world in awe ; 
■ His wrath and justice stand 

To goard his holy law ; 
And where his love resolves to bless. 
His truth confirms and seals the grace. 

3 Through , all his ancient works 

. Sorprising wisdom shines. 
Confounds the powers of hell 

And breaks their cors'd designs : 
Strong is his arm, and shall fuiiil 
His great decrees, his sovereign will. 

4 And can this mighty King 

Of glory condescend ? 
And will he write his name, 

31^/ leather and my Friend? 
I love his name, I love his word ; 
Join all my powers, and praise the Lord. 



356 



HYMN 2. 



HYMN 2. L. M. Dr. Watts, 

Ged incorn-prehensibh and sovereign. 

[/^AN creatures to perfection,* find 

Th' eternal, uncreated mind ? 
Or can the largest stretch of thought 
Measure and search his nature out ? 

2 'Tis high as heaven, 'tis deep as hell ; 
And tvhat can mortals know or tell ? 
His glory spreads beyond the sky. 
And all the shining worlds on high. 

3 But man, vain man, would fain be wise ; 
Born, like a wild young colt, he flies 
Trough all the follies of his mind, 

And smells and snuffs the empty wind.] 

4 God is a king of power unknown. 
Firm are the orders of his throne ; 
If he resolve, who dare oppose, 
Or ask him why or what he does? 

5 He wounds the heart, and he makes whole ; 
He calms the tempest of the soul ; 
When he shuts up in long despair, 
"Who can remove the heavy bar ? 

6 tHe frov ns, and darkness veils the moon^ 
The fainting sun grows dim at noon ; 
jThe pillars of heaven's starry roof 
Tremble and start at his reproof. 

7 He gave the vaulted heaven its form, 
The crooked serpent and the w^orm ; 
He breaks the billows with his breath, 
And smites the sons of pride to death. 

8 These are a portion of his ways ; 
But who shall dare describe his face ? 



t Joh x-xv. 5, 



X Jfb xxvi. n ,fec. 



HYMN 3. 



357 



Who can endure his light, or stand 
To hear the thunders of his hand. 

HYMN 3. CM. Dr. Watts' Lyric Poems. 

1 Divine. Sovereignty ; or, God's Dominion and Decrees. 

KEEP silence, all created things, 
And wait your Maker s nod : 
My soul stands trembling while she sings 
The honours of her God. 

2 Life, death and hell, and worlds unknown 

Hang on his firm decree : 
He sits on no precarious throne, 
Nor borrows leave to be. 

3 Chained to his throne, a volume lies^ 

With all the fates of men, 
With every angel's form and size^ 
Drawn by th' eternal pen. 

4 His providence unfolds the book, 

And makes his counsels shine ; 
Each opening leaf, and every stroke 
Fulfils some deep design. 

5 Here, he exalts neglected worms 

To sceptres and a crown ; 
And there the following page he turns^ 
And treads the monarch down. 

6 Not Gabriel asks the reason why, 

Nor God the reason gives ; 
Nor dares the favourite angel pry 
Between the folded leaves. 

7 My God, I would not long to see 

My fate with curious eye^ > 
What gloomy lines arp writ for me^ 
Or what bright scenes may rise. 
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358 HYMN 4, 5. 

8 In thy fair book of life and grace, 
O may I find my name 
Recorded in some humble place, 
Beneath my Lord the Lamb. 

HYMN 4. L. M. Dr. Watts. 

• *• Godfar above all Creatures ; or, Manvain and mortal. Jo& iv. 17— 2!. ^ 

SHALL the vile race of flesh and blood 
Contend with their Creator, God ? 
Shall mortal worms presume to be 
More holy, wise, or just than he ? 

2 Behold, he puts his trust in none 
Of all the spirits round his throne ; 
Their natures, when compar'd with his, 
Are neither holy, just, nor wise. 

3 But how much meaner things are they 
Who spring from dust, and dwell in clay ! 
Touched by the finger of thy wrath, 

We faint and vanish like the moth. 

4 From night to day, from day to night, 
We die by thousands in thy sight ; 
Buried in dust whole nations lie, 
Like a forgotten vanity. 

5 Almighty Power, to thee we bow ; 
How frail are we ! how glorious thou ! 
No more the sons of earth shall dare 
With an eternal God compare. 

HYMN 5- C. M. Dr. Watts. 

God''s Eternity. 

RISE, rise, my soul, and leave theground. 
Stretch ^ill thy thoughts abroad^ 
And rouse up eYbvy tuneful sound 
To praise th' eternal God. 



HYMN 6. 359 

2 Long ere the lofty skies were spread, 
Jehovah fill'd his throne ; 

Or Adam form'd, or angel's made. 
The Maker liv'd alone. 

3 His boundless years can near decrease, 
But still maintain their prime : 

Eternity's his dwelling place. 
And ever is his time. 

4 While hke a tide our minutes flow. 
The present and the past, 

He fills his own immortal NOW, 
And sees our ages waste. 

I 5 The sea and sky must perish too. 
And vast destruction come ; 
The creatures— look ! how old they grow^ 
And wait their fiery doom. 

6 Weil, let the sea shrink all away, 
And flames melt down the skies, 
My God shall live in endless day. 
When this creation dies. 

HYMN 6. CM. Dr. Watts. 

G»d ovr FTtserver, 

LET others boast how strong they be, 
Nor death nor danger fear ; 
While we confess, O Lord, to thee, 
What feeble things we are. 

2 Fresh as the grass our bodies stand. 

And flourish bright and gay ; 
A blasting wind sweeps o'er the land, 
And fades the grass away. 

3 Our life contains a thousand springs. 

And dies if one be gone ; 



560 HYMN 7. 

Strange ! that a harp of thousand strings. 
Should keep in tune so long. 

4 But 'tis our God supports our frame. 

The God that form'd us first ; 
Salvation to th' Almighty name 
That rear'd us from the dust. 

5 He spoke, and straight the heart and brain 

In all their motions rose : 
Let blood, said he, Jlow round each vein^ 
And round each vein it flows. 

6 While we have breath, or life, or tongues, 

Our Maker we'll adore : 
His spirit moves our heaving lungs, 
Or they w^ould breathe no more. 

HYMN 7. . L. M. Beddome. . 

The Wisdom of God. 

TTTT AIT, O my soul, thy Maker's will, 
V f Tumultuous passions, all be still ! 
Nor let a murmurmg thought arise ; 
His ways are just, his counsels wise. 

2 He in the thickest darkness dwells. 
Performs his work, the cause conceals ; 
But though his methods are unknown, 
Judgment and truth support his throne. 

3 In heaven, and earth, and air, and seas, 
He executes his firm decrees ; 

And by his saints it stands confest, 
That what he does is ever best. 

4 Wait then, my soul, submissive wait, 
Prostrate before his awful seat ; 
And 'mid the terrors of his rod, 
Trust in a wise and gracious God. 



HYMN 8^ 9. 
HYMN 8. C. M. Dr. Watts. 

Divine Wrcth and Mercy ; from Nahum i 1, 2, 3, &c. 

ADORE and tremble, for our God 
Is a ^consuming fire ; 
His jealous eyes his wrath inflame, 
And raise his vengeance higher. 

2 Almighty vengeance, how it burns! 

How bright his fury glows ! 
Vast magazines of plagues and storms 
Lie treasur'd for his foes. 

3 Those heaps of wrath by slow degrees, 

Are forc'd into a flame ; 
But kindled, oh ! how fierce they blaze 
And rend all nature's frame. 

4 At his approach the mountains flee;, 

And seek a watery grave ; 
The frighted sea makes haste away, 
And shrinks up every wave. 

5 Through the wide air the weighty rocks 

Are swift as hail-stones hurl'd : 
Who dares to meet his flery rage^ 
That shakes the solid world ? 

6 Yet, mighty God ! thy sovereign grace 

Sits regent on the throne, 
The refuge of thy chosen race. 

When wrath comes rushing down. 

7 Thy hand shall on rebellious kings 

A fiery tempest pour : 
While we beneath thy sheltering wings, 
Thy righteous hand adore. 

HYMN 9. L. M. Dr. Watts. 

God's Condescension to human Affairs. 

P to the Lord, who reigns on high, 
And views the nations from afar, 

* H(b xii, 29. 



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362 HYMN 10. 

Let everlasting praises fly, 

And tell how large his bounties are. 

2 [He that can shake the worlds he made, 

Or with his word, or with his rod ; 
His goodness, how divinely great! 
What condescension in our God.] 

3 [God, that must stoop to view the skies, 

And bow to see what angels do, 
Down to our earth he casts his eyes, 
And bends his footsteps down ward too.] 

4 He overrules all mortal things, 

And manages our mean affairs ; 
On humble souls the King of kings 
Bestows his counsels and his cares. 

5 Our sorrov/s and our tears we poar 

Into the bosom of our God ; 
He hears us in the mournfol hour, 
And helps to bear the heavy load. 

6 In vain might lofty princes try 

Such condescension to perform ; 
For worms were never rais'd so high 
Above their meanest fellow w orm. 

7 O could our thankful hearts devise 

A tribute equal to thy grace, 
To the third heaven our songs should rise, 
And teach the golden harps thy praise. 

HYMN 10. CM, Dr. Watts. 

God viy onl'i Happiness PsaMsiii. 25 

MY God, my portion and my love, 
My eyerlasting all, 
I've none but thee in heaven above, 
Or on this earthly ball. 
2 [What empty things are all the skies. 
And this inferior clod ! 



HYMN 11. 363 

There's nothing here deserves my joys. 
There's nothing like my God.] 

3 [In vain the bright, the burning sun 

Scatters his feeble light ; 
'Tis thy sweet beam creates my noon ; 
If thou withdraw, 'tis night. 

4 And while upon my restless bed^ 

Among the shades I roll, 
I If my Redeemer shows his head, 
'Tis morning with my soul.] 

5 To thee we owe our wealth, and friends. 

And health, and safe abode : 
Thanks to thy name for meaner things ; 
But they are not my God. 

6 How vain a toy is glittering wealth, 

If once compared to thee ! 
Or what's my safety, or my health, 
Or all my friends, to me ! 

7 If I possess'd the spacious earth, 

And call'd the stars mine own ; 
Without thy graces, and thyself, 
I were a wretch undone. 

8 Let others stretch their arms like seas, 

And grasp in ail the shore ; 
Grant me the visits of thy face, 
And I desire no more. 

HYMN 11. CM. Dr. Watts. 

God holi{, just and sovereign. Jo6 ix. .2— 10. 

HOW should the sons of Adam's race 
- Be pure before their God ? 
If he contend in righteousness. 
We fall beneath his rod. 
j 2 To vindicate my words and thoughts, 
I ril make no more pretence; 



364 HYMN 12. 

Not one of all my thousand faults^ | 
Can bear a just defence. I 

3 Strong is his arm, his heart is wise : \ 

What vain presumers dare > 
Against their Maker's hand to rise, ? 
Or tempt th' unequal war ? 

4 [Mountains by his almighty wrath 

From their old seats are torn ; ' 
He shakes the earth from south to norths 
And all her pillars mourn. 

5 He bids the sun forbear to rise ; 

The obedient sun forbears : 
His hand with sackcloth spreads the skies^ 
And seals up all the stars. 

6 He walks upon the raging sea ; 

And rides the stormy wind ; 
There's none can trace his wondrous way . 
Or his dark footsteps find. 

HYMN 12. S. M. Dr. Watts. 

Pics^. ving Grace. Judt xxiv. 25. 

TO God, the only wise, 
Our Saviour and our King, 
Let ail the saints below the skies 

Their humble praises bring. . 

2 'Tis his almighty love, 

His counJ^e! and his care, \ 
Preserves us safe from sin and death, | 
And every hurtful snare. 

3 He wi'l present our souls 

Unblemii' h'd and complete, 
Before the glory of hi^; ta^^e, 
V^/ith joys di 'inely great. 

4 Thei! al! the chosen -^eed 

Shall aieet around the throne, 



HYMN 13, 14. 355 

Shall bless the conduct of his grace^ 
And make his wonders known. 

5 To our Redeemer, God, 

Wisdom and power belongs. 
Immortal crowns of majesty. 
And everlasting songs. 

HYMN 13. L. M. Dr. Watts. 

God citvells rvifi the Huniblc and Pinitent Isa Ivii 15, 16. 

THUS saith the high and lofty One, 
I sit upon my holy throne ; 
^' My name is God, I dwell on high, 
And fill my own eternity. 

2 ^' But I descend to worlds below, 

On earth 1 have a mansion too ; 
And never from the contrite heart 
And humble soul will I depart. 

3 The broken spirit I revive : 

I bid the mourning sinner live ; 
Heal all the broken hearts I find, 
And ease the sorrows of the mind. 

4 [When I contend against their sin, 

I make them know how vile they've been : 
" But should my wrath forever smoke, 
Their souls would sink beneath my stroke." 

5 O may thy pard'ning grace be nigh, 
Lest we should faint despair, and die! 
Thus shall our better thoughts approve 
The methods of thy chastening lovej 

HYMN 14. CM. Steele. 

T^R Goodness of G')d Nahum i. 7. 

YE humble souls, approach your God 
With songs of sacred praise, 
For he is good, immensely good, 
And kind are all his ways. 



366 HYMN 15. 

2 All nature owns his guardian care, 

In him we live and move ; 
But nobler benefits declare 
The wonders of his love. 

3 He gave his Son, his only Son, 

To ransom rebel worms ; 
'Tis here he makes his goodness known 
In its diviner forms. 

4 To this dear refuge, Lord, we come, 

'Tis here our hope relies ; 
A safe defence, a peaceful home, 
When storms of trouble rise. 

5 Thine eve beholds, with kind regard. 

The souls that trust in thee ; 
Their humble hope thou wilt reward. 
With bliss divinely free. 

6 Great God, to thy almighty love, 

What honours shall we raise ? 
Not all the raptur'd songs above, 
Can render equal praise. 

HYiNIN 15. C. M. Dr. Watt's Sermons. 

Tht Doctr'ne of the Triniiy, and tke Use of it. E[ h. ii. 18 

FATHER of glory, to thy name^ 
Immortal praise we give, 
Who dost an act of grace proclaim. 
And bid us rebels live. 

2 Immortal honour to the Son, 

Who makes thine anger cease ; 
Our lives he ransom'd with his own. 
And died to- make our peace. 

3 To thine almighty Spirit be 

Immortal ^lorv o;iven. 
Whose influence brings us near to thee. 
And trains us up for heaven. 



HYMN 16. 367 

4 Let men, with their united voice^ 

Adore th' eternal God. 
And spread his honours, and their joys. 
Through nations far abroad. 

5 Let faith, and love, and duty join^ 

One general song to raise ; 
Let saints in heaven and earth combine 
In harmony and praise. 

HYMN 16. CM. Medlej. 

The Incarnation of Christ Luke ii. ]4. 

MORTALS, awake, with angels join^ 
And chant the solemn lay ; 
Joy, love, and gratitude combine 
To hail th' auspicious day. 

2 In heaven the rapturous song began^ 

And sweet seraphic fire 
Through all the shining legions ran^ 
And strung and tun'd the lyre. 

3 Swift through the vast expanse it flew^ 

And loud the echo roU'd ; 
The theme, the song, the joy was new, 
^Twas more than heaven could hold. 

4 Down through the portals of the sky 

The impetuous torrent ran ; 
And angels flew with eager joy 
To bear the news to man. 

5 [Wrapt in the silence of the night, 

Lay all the eastern world, 
When bursting, glorious, heavenly light 
The wondrous scene unfurrd ] 

6 Hark ! the cherubic armies shout. 

And glory leads the song : 



368 HYMN 17. 

Good will and pe^.ce are heard throughout 

Th' haniioniou-. ac^^nl throng. 

1 [O for a ^^lance of lieavenlj love 

Our hfarrs and ^od:^s to raise: 
>vveetly to j;ear 'jiir sonls above. 
And mingle with their lays ',] 

8 ith ]i"'y the ciirrus we'd repeat, 
" Glory TO God on hi2:h : 

^^Good Will and pt-aee are now complete. 
Jesus was born to die.'*' 

9 Hail. Prince of iife. fjr ever hail I 

Eedoemer. brother, friend 1 
1 hough earth. and time, and lite should fai^. 
Thy praise shall never end. 

HYMV 17. C. M. Ta:e -.d Pradr. 

-~ . : -' '^ ■ ■■ • 'Msstd- Lmrd mad Scawnr. Jjoks iL 8 — IS. 

T"\7HILE shepherd's watch'dtheirflocks 
▼ ^ by night. 

All seated on the ground. 
The angel of the Lord came down^ 
And glory shone around. 

2 Fear not. ' said he. for mighty dread 
Had seiz'd their troubled mind : 

■• Glad tiduigs of £reat jov I bring 
To you,, and all mankind. 

3 To you. in David's town this day 

Is born of David's line. 
The Saviour, who is Christ the Lord . 
*'• And this shall be the si^rn : " 

4 The heavenlv Bal-e you there shall find. 

To lioman vicw di-play d. 
• All meanly wrapp'd in s'v a thing bands. 
■ And in a manj:er laid/' 



HYMN 18. 369 

5 Thus spake the seraph, and forthwith 

Appeared a vshining throng 
Of angels, praising God, and thus 
Address'd their joyful song : 

6 " All glory be to God on high, 

" And to the earth be peace ; 
Good will, henceforth from heaven to mea 
Begin, and never cease.'' 

HYMN 18. L. M. Dr. Watts. 

The Deity and Humanity of Chr:st John i 1,?, li a d Co' i i6. awdEph iii 9,10. 

ERE theblueheavens werestretch'd abroad. 
From everlasting was the Word ! 
With God he was ; the Word was God, 
And must divinely be ador'd. 

2 By his own power were all things made ; 

By him supported all things stand ; 
He is the whole creation's head, 
And angels fly at his command. 

3 Ere sin was born, or Satan fell, 

He led the host of morning stars; 
His generation who can tell, 

Or count the number of his years ? 

4 But lo ! he leaves those heavenly forms, 

The Word descends, and dwells in clay, 
That he may converse hold with worms, 
Dress'd in such feeble flesh as they. 

5 Mortals with joy behold his face ; 

Th' eternal Father's only Son ; 
How full of truth ! how full of grace ! 
When through hiseyesthe Godhead shone! 
9 Archangels leave their high abode, 

To learn new mysteries here, and tell 
The love of our descending God, 
The glories of ImmanueL 
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370 HYMN 19. 

HYMN 19. S M. Dr. Watts. 

T. e Nativity rfChriiU Lu.e • 33, &c. Lukej|ii 10, &c. 

BEHOLD the grace appears. 
The promise is folfill'd ; 
Mary, the wondrous virgin, bears. 
And Jesus is the child. 

2 [The Lord, the highest God, 

Calls him his only Son; 
He bids him rule the lands abroad, 
And gives him David's throne. 

3 O er Jacob shall he reign 

With a peculiar sway ; 
The nations shall his grace obtain, 
His kingdom ne'er decay ] 

4 To bring the glorious news 

A heavenly form appears ; 
He tells the shepherds of their joys. 
And banishes their fears. 

5 " Go humble swains," said he, 

" To David's city fly; 
" The promised Infant, born to day, 
" Doth in a manger lie. 

6 With looks and hearts serene, 
'* Go visit Christ your King 

And straight a flaming troop was seen 
The shepherds heard them sing, 

7 Glory to God on high ! 

" And heavenly peace on earth; 
Good will to men, to angels joy, 
" At the Redeemer's birth/' 

8 [In worship so divine, 

Let saints employ their tongues, 
With the celestial hosts we join, 
And loud repeat their songs : 



HYMN 20, 21. 371 

9 Glory to God on high ! 

^' And heavenly peace on earth ; 
" Good will to men, to angels joy, 
^' At our Redeemer's birth/'] 

HYMN 20. C. M. Steele. 

The Incarnation John i. 14. 

AWiVKE, awake the sacred song 
To our incarnate Lord ; 
Let every heart and every tongue 
Adore th' eternal Word. 

2 That awful Word, that sovereign power^ 

By whom the worlds were made ; 
(O happy morn ! illustrious hour !) 
Was once in flesh array'd ! 

3 Then shone almighty power and love 

In all their glorious forms ; 
When Jesus left his throne above^^ 
To dwell with sinful worms. 

4 To dwell with misery below, 

The Saviour left the skies ; 
And sunk to wretchedness and wo, 
That worthless man might rise. 

5 Adoring angels tun'd their songs 

To hail the joyful day ; 
With rapture then let mortal tongues 
Their grateful worship pay. 

6 What glory, Lord, to thee is due ! 

With wonder we adore ; 
But could we sing as angels do, 
Our highest praise were poor. 

HYMN 2L CM. Rippon. 

The Redeemer's Message. Lukeiv 18,19. 

HARK, the glad sound, the SaviourcomeS;? 
The Saviour promis dlong! 



372 HYMN 22. 

Let every heart prepare a throne, 
And every voice a song. 

2 On him the Spirit, largely pour'd, 

Exerts his sacred fire ; 
Wisdom and might, and zeal and love 
His holy breast inspire. 

3 He comes, the prisoners to release. 

In Satan's bondage held ; 
The gates of brass before him burst, 
The iron fetters yield. 

4 He comes from thickest films of vice 

To clear the mental ray ; 
And on the eyes oppress'd with night, 
To pour celestial day. 

5 He comes, the broken heart to bind, 

The bleeding soul to cure ; 
And with the treasures of his grace, 
T' enrich the humble poor. 

6 Our glad Hosannas, Prince of Peace, 

Thy welcome shall proclaim ; 
And heaven's eternal arches ring 
With thy beloved name. 

HYMN 22. C. M. Dr. Watt^- 

Redemption by Christ. 

"f ^7HEN the first parents of our race 
\ V R, bell'd and lost their God, 
And the infection of their sin 
Had tainted all our blood ; 

2 Infinite pity touch'd the heart 

Of the eternal Son ; 
Descending from the heavenly court, 
He leit his Father's throne. 

3 Aside the Prince of g^ory threw 

Hi^ most divine array, 



HYMN 23. 373 

And wrapt his Godhead in a veil 
Of our inferior clay. 

4 His living power and dying love 

Redeemed unhappy men, 
And rais'd the ruins of our race 
To life and God again. 

5 To thee, dear Lord, our flesh and soul 

We joyfully resign : 
Bless'd Jesus, take us for thine own. 
For we are doubly thine. 

6 Thine honour shall for ever be 

The business of our days, 
For ever shall our thankful tongues, 
Speak thy deserved praise. 

HYMN 23. P.M. imh. Dr. Watts. 

f The Offices o/ Christ- ,;i 

JOIN all the glorious names 
Of wisdom, love, and power, 
That ever mortals knew. 
That angels ever bore : 
All are to mean to speak his worth, 
Too mean to set my Saviour forth. 

2 But, Oh. what gentle terms. 

What condescending ways, 
Doth our Redeemer use 

To teach his heavenly grace ! 
Mine eyes with joy and wonder see 
What forms of love he bears for me. 

3 [Array 'din mortal flesh. 

He like an angel stands, 
And holds the promises 

And pardons in his hands : 
Commissioned from his Father's throne 
To make his grace to mortals known.] 



374 HYMN 23. 

4 [Great Prophet of my God, 

My tongue would bless thy name : 
By thee the joyful news 

Of our salvation came ; 
The joyful news of sins forgiven, 
Of hell subdu'd and peace with heaven.] 

5 [Be thou my Counsellor, 

My Pattern, and my Guide ; 
And through this desert land 

Still keep me near thy side, 
Oh, let my feet ne'er run astray. 

Nor rove, nor seek the crooked way!] 

6 [1 love my Shepherd's voice ; 

His watchful eyes shall keep 
My wandering soul among 

The thousands of his sheep. 
~ He feeds his flock, he calls their names : 
His bosom bears the tender lambs.] 

7 [To this dear Surety's hand 

Will I commit my cause ; 
He answers and fulfils 

His Father's broken laws. 
Behold my soul at freedom set ! 
My Surety paid the dreadful debt.] 

8 [Jesus, my great High Priest, 

Offer 'd his blood and died ; 
My guilty conscience seeks 

No sacrifice beside. 
His powerful blood did once atone ; 
And now it pleads before the throne ] 

9 [My Advocate appears, 

For my defence on high : 
My Father bows his ear, 
And lays his thunder by. 



I HYMN 24. 3 

j Not all that hell or sin can say, 

I Shall turn his heart and love away.] 

10 [My dear Almighty Lord, 
1 My Conqueror, and my King, 
] Thy sceptre and thy sword 
! Thy reigning grace [ sing, 

Thine is the power ; behold I sit, 
I In vvilHng bonds beneath thy feet ] 

I 11 [Now, let my sou] arise, 

! And tread the tempter down : 

\ My Captain leads me forth 

' To conquest and a cn^wn. 

I A feeble saint shall win (he day, 

i Tho' death and hell obstruct the way.] 

' 12 [Should all the hosts of death, 

I And powers of hell unknown, 

Put their most dreadful forms 
I Of rage and mischief on ; 
I I shall be safe ; for Christ displays 

Superior power and guardian grace.] 

t ^ HYMN 24. CM. Dr. Watts. 

T/.e OJlces of Christ. 

WE bless the prophet of the Lord, 
That comes with truth and grace 
Jesus, thy Spirit, and thy word 
Shall lead us in thy ways. 

2 We reverence our High Priest above, 

Who ofter'd up hijs blood, 
And lives to carry on his love, 
By pleading with our God. 

3 We honour our exalted King: 

I How sweet are his commands ! 

i He guards our souls from hell and sin. 
By his almighty hands. 



376 HYMJJ 25. 

4 Hosannato his glorious n ime, 

Who saves by different ways ; 
His mercies lay a sov^ereign claim 
To our immortal praise. 

HYMN 25. S. M. Dr, Watts. 

Cfirist the Wishm of God. Prov. viii. !, 22, 23. 

SHALL wisdom cry aloud, 
And not her speech be heard ? 
The voice of God s eternal word, 
Deserves it no regard ? 

2 I was his chief delight, 
" His everlasting Son, 
Before the first of aU his works, 
" Creation, was begun, 

3 Before the flying clouds. 

Before the solid land, 
Before the fields, before the floodS; 
" 1 dwelt at his right hand. 

4 " When he adorn'd the skies, 

" And built them, I was there, 
" To order when the sun should rise, 
^' And marshal every star. 

5 " When he pour'd out the sea, 

And spread the flowing deep, 
I gave the flood a firm decree 
In its own bounds to keep.] 

6 LTpon the empty air 

" The earth was balanced well : 
With joy I saw the mansion, where 
" The sons of men should dwell, 

7 My busy thoughts at first 

On their salvation ran, 
Ere sin was born, or Adam s dust 
Was fashion 'd to a man. 



HYMN 26, 27. ST 

8 Then come, receive my grace. 
Ye children, and be wise ; 
Happy the man that keeps my ways. 
The man that shuns them, dies." 

HYMN 26o S. M. Dr. Watts. 

Christ our wisdom and righteousness. 

HOW heavy is the night 
That hangs upon our eyes, 
Till Christ with his reviving light 
Over our souls arise ! 

2 Our guilty spirits dread 

To meet the wrath of heaven ; 
But in his righteousness array 'd 
We see our sins forgiven. 

3 Unholy and impure 

Are all our thoughts and ways ; 
His hands infected nature cure 
With sanctifying grace^ 

4 The powers of hell agree 

To hold our souls in vain ; 
He sets the sons of bondage free^ 
And breaks the cursed chain. 

5 Lord, we adore thy ways, 

To bring ns near to God, 
Thy sovereign power, thy healing grace^ 
And thine atoning blood. 

HYMN 27. L. M. Dr. Watts. 

The example of Christ 

MY dear Redeemer, and my Lord ! 
I read my duty in thy word ; 
But in thy life the law appears, 
Drawn out in living characters. 



32 



3';--8 HYMN ^8. 

2 Such was thy truth, and such thj zeal. 
Such deference to thy Father's will, 
Thy love and meekness so divine, 

I would transcribe and make them mine, 

3 Cold mountains and the midnight air, 
Witnessed the fervour of thy prayer : 
The desert thy temptations knew, 
Thy conflict, and thy vict'ry too. 

4 Be thou my pattern : make me bear 
More of thy gracious image here ; 

Then God, the Judge, shall own my name 
Among the followers of the Lamb. 

HYMN 28. C. M. Dr. Watts. 

God reconciled in Christ 

DEx\REST of all the names above. 
My Jesus, and my God, 
Who can resist thy heavenly love, 
Or tritle with thy blood ? 

2 'Tis by the merits of thy death 

The Father smiles again ; 
'Tis by thine interceding breath 
The Spirit dw^ells with men. 

3 'Till God in human flesh I see, 

My thoughts no comfort find ; 
The liohf, just, and sacred three 
Are terrors to my mind. 

4 But if Immanuel's face appear. 

My hope, my joy begins ; 
His name forbids mv slavish fear. 
His grace removes my sins. 

5 While Jews on their own law rely, 

And Greeks of wisdom boast : * 
I love th' Incarnate mystery, 
hvA there 1 fix mv trust. 



HYMN 29, 30. 3-9 
HYMN 29. L. M. Dr. Watts. 

Christ appearing to Ids Chiirch. Sol. Sons;, ii. 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13. 

THE voice of my beloved sounds 
Over the rocks and rising grounds ; 
O er hil!s of guilt, and seas of grief^ 
He leaps, he flies to my relief. 

2 Now through the veil of flesh I see^, 
With eyes of love he looks at me ; 
Now in the gospel's clearest glass 
He shows the beauties of his face. 

3 Gently he draws my heart along, 
Both with his beauties and his tongue ; 
Mi'-e, saith my Lord, make haste away^ 
No mortal jays (re worth thy stay, 

4: 1 he Jeivish wintry stale is gone^ 

The mists are fled, the spring comes on. 
The sa.cred turtle dove tve hea?\ 
Proclaims the new, the Joyful year, 

5 I h' immortal rine^ ofhearenly root^ 
Blossoms and bads, and gives her fruit ^ 
Lo, we are come to taste the wine : 

Our souls rejoice and bless the vine. 

6 And when we hear our Jesus say, 
Rise up, my love, make haste away^ 
Our hearts would fain outfly the wind. 
And leave all earthly loves behind. 

HYMN 30. L. M. Dr. Watts. 

The Core. alien. of'Ch.- 'st. and Erpousals of trie Ckvrc.h Sol. Song iii. 2. 

DAUGHTERS of Zion, come, behold 
The crown of honour and of gold, 
Which the giad church, with joys unknown, 
Plac'd on the head of Solomon. 



Sao HYMN 31. 

2 Jesus, thou everlasting King ! 
Accept the tribute which we bring. 
Accept the well-deserv'd renown, 
And wear our praises as thy crown. 

3 Let every act of worship be 
Like our espousals, Lord, to thee ; 
Like the dear hour, when from above 
We first receiv'd thy pledge of love. 

4 The gladuess of that happy day! 
Our hearts would wish it long to stay ; 
Nor let our faith forsake its hold;, 
Nor comfort sink, nor love grow cold. 

5 Each following minute as it flies, 
Increase thy praise, improve our joys^ 
'Till w^e are rais'd to sing thy name^ 
At the great supper of the Lamb. 

6 O that the months would roll away^, 
And bring that coronation day ! 

The King of grace shall fill the throne^ 
With all his Father s glories on. 

HYMN 31. L M. Dr. Watts. 

Glory and Grace in tkt Person of Christ. 

NOW to the Lord a noble song ! 
Awake, my soul ; awake, my tong 
Hosanna to th' eternal name, 
And all his boundless love proclaim. 

3 See where it shines in Jesus' face, 
The brightest image of his grace ; 
God, in the person of his Son, 
Has all his mightiest works outdone. 

3 The spacious earth, and spreading flood 
Proclaim the wise and powerful God ; 
And thy rich glories from afar 
Sparkle in every roiling star. 



HYMN 32. 381 

4 But in his looks a glory stands, 
The noblest labour of thine hands : 
The pleasing lustre of his eyes 
Outshines the wonders of the skies 

5 Grace ! 'tis a sweet, a charming theme ; 
My thoughts rejoice at Jesus' name ! 
Ye angels, dwell upon the sound ; 

Ye heavens, reflect it to the ground ! 

6 O may I live to reach the place 
Where he unveils his lovely face ! 
Where all his beauties you behold, 
And sing his name to harps of gold ! 

HYMN 32. L. M. Dr. Watts, 

God tke Son equal with, the Father 

BRIGHT King of glory, dreadful God ! 
Our spirits bow before thy feet ; 
To thee we lift an humble thought. 
And worship at thine awful seat. 

2 [Thy power hath form'd, thy wisdom sways 

All nature with a sovereign word : 
And the bright world of stars obeys 
The will of their superior Lord. 

3 Mercy and truth unite in one. 

And smiling sit at thy right hand ; 
Eternal justice guards thy throne, 
And vengeance waits thy d read com mand.] 

4 A thousand seraphs strong and bright 

Stand round the glorious Deity ; 
But who among the sons of light, 
Pretends comparison with thee ? 

5 Yet there is one of human frame, 

Jesus, array'd in flesh and bloody 
Thinks it no robbery to claim 
A full equality with God. 



382 HYM^^ 33. 

6 [Their glory shines with equal beams ; 

Their essence is for ever one. 
Though they are known by different names, 
The Father God, and God the Son. 

7 Then let the name of Christ our King 

With equal honours be ador'd ; 
His praise let every angel sing, 

And all the nations own the Lord ] 

HYMN 33. L. M. Dr.Watts. 

CknsVs Humiliation and Exaltation Rev v 12. 

WHAT equal honours shall we bring 
To thee, O Lord our God, the Lamb, 
When all the notes that angels sing. 
Are far inferior to thy name ? 

2 Worthy is he that once was slain, 

The Prince of Peace that groan 'd and died, 
Worthy to rise, and live, and reign 
At his Almighty Father's side. 

3 Power and dominion are his due, 

Who stood condemn'd at Pilate's bar ; 
Wisdom belongs to Jesus too, 

Though he wascharg'd with madness here. 

4 All riches are his native right, 

Yet he sustained amazing loss ; 
To him ascribe eternal might. 

Who left his weakness on the cross. 

5 Honour immortal must be paid, 

Instead of scandal and of scorn ; 
While glory shines around his head. 
And a bright crown without a thorn. 

6 Blessings for ever on the Lamb, 

Who bore the curse for wretched men : 
Let angels sound his sacred name, 
And every creature say, Amen* 



HYMN 34,35. 



38S 



HYMN 34. L. M. Dr. Watts. 

MirarJei in the. Life, Dt atk, and Resurr'ction of Christ. 

BEHOLD, the blind their sight receive! 
Behold, the dead awake and live ! 
The dumb speak wonders, and the lame 
Leap like the hart, and bless his name ! 

2 Thus doth th' eternal Spirit own, 
And seal the mission of the Son; 
The Father vindicates his cause, 
While he hangs bleeding on the cross. 

3 He dies ; the heavens in mourning stood ; 
He rises and appears a God : 

Behold the Lord ascending high, 
No more to bleed, no more to die. 

4 Hence, and for ever from my heart, 
I bid my doubts and fears depart ; 
And to those hands my soul resign, 
Which bear credentials so divine. 

HYMN 35. L. M Dr. Watts' Miscell. 

The Humiliation, Ex-'ltaiion, and Triumphs of Christ. Phil, ii 8, 9. Col. ii. 15., 

THE mighty frame of glorious grace. 
That brightest monument of praise 
That e'er the God of love design'd, 
Employs and fills my labouring mind. 

2 Begin, my soul, the heavenly song, 
A burden for an angeVs tongue ; 
When Gabriel sounds these awful things, 
He tunes and summons all his strings. 

3 Proclaim inimitable love ; 
Jesus, the Lord of worlds above, 
Puts off the beams of bright array, 
And veils the God in mortal clay. 

4 He that distributes crowns and thrones 
Hangs on a tree, and bleeds and groans; 



384 HYMN 36. 

The Prince of Life resigns his breath. 
The King of Glory bows to death. 

5 But see the wonders of his power, 
He triumphs in his dying hour, 
And, while by Satan's rage he fell, 
He dash d the rising hopes of hell. 

6 Thus were the hosts of de^h subdu'd, 
And sin was drown'd in Jesus' blood : 
Then he arose ; he reigns above, 
And conquers sinners bj his love. 

7 Who shall fulfil this boundless song ? 
The theme surmounts an angel's tongue 
How low, how vain are mortal airs, 
When Gabriel's nobler harp despairs ! 

HYMN 36. P. M. 148th Dr. Doddridge- 

Tkt Resurrection of Christ. Luke xxiv. 34. 

YES, the Redeemer rose ; 
The Saviour left the dead : 
And o'er our hellish foes 

High rais'd his conquering head ; 
In wild dismay 
The guards around fall to the ground, 
And sink away. 

2 Lo ! th' angelic bands 

In full assembly meet. 
To wait his high commands. 
And worship at his feet : 
Joyful they come, 
And wing their way from realms of day 
To Jesus' tomb. 

3 Then back to heaven they fly, 

The joyful news to bear ; 
Hark ! as they soar on high, 
What music fills the air ! 



HYMN 37. 

Their anthems say 
Jesus who bled, hath left the dead ; 
He rose to-day." 
j 4 Ye mortals, catch the sound, 

Redeemed by him from hell ; 
And send the echo round 

The globe qn which you dwell ; 

Transported cry, 
Jesus who bled, hath left the dead. 
No more to die.'' 

5 All bail, triumphant Lord, 

Who sav'st us with thy blood! 
Wide be thy name ador'd, 
Thou rising, reigning God ! 
With thee we rise. 
With thee we reign, and empires gain 
Beyond the skies. 

HYMN 37. P. M. 148th Rippon. 

Tk>- Kinsdom of Christ Phil i . 4. 

REJOICE the Lord is king, 
Your God and King adore ; 
Mortals, give thanks and sing, 
And triumph evermore ! 
Lift up the heart, lift up the voice, 
Rejoice aloud, ye saints rejoice. 

2 Rejoice, the Saviour reigns, 

The God of truth and love : 
When he had purg'd our stains. 

He took his seat above : 
Lift up the heart, lift up the voice^ 
Rejoice aloud, ye saints, rejoice. 

3 His kingdom cannot fail, 

He rules o'er earth and heaven ; 
The keys of death and hell 
Are to our Jesus given : 



386 HYMN 38. 

Lift up the heart, lift up the voice, 
Eejoice aloud, je saints, rejoice. 

4 He all his foes shall quell. 

Shall all our sins destroy ; 
And e^ ery bosom swell 

With pure, seraphic joy : 
Lift up the heart, lift up the voice. 
Rejoice aloud, ye saints, rejoice. 

5 Rejoice in glorious hope, 

Jesus, the Judge, shall come^ 
And take his servants ^ p 

To their eternal home : 
We soon shall hear th' archangel's voice 
The tramp of God shall sound, rejoice ! 

HYMN 38. L. M. Steele. 

E lives, the great Redeemer li'^'es, 
I ( vVhat joy the blest assurance gives! 
And now, before his Father, G^d^ 
Pleads the fall merit of his blood. 

2 Repeated crimes awake our fears, 

And justice, arm'd with frowns, appears ; 
But in the Saviour's lovely face, ^ 
Sweet mercy smiles, and all is peace. 

3 Hence then, ye black despairing thoughts 
Above our fears, above our faults. 

His pow' rful intercessions rise. 
And guilt recedes, and terror dies: 

4 In every dark, distressful hour. 
When sin and Satan join their power^ 
Let this dear hope repel the dart, 
That Jesus bears us on his heart. 

5 Great Advocate, Almighty Friend ! 
On him our humble hopes depend : 



HYMN 39. 387 

Our cause can never, never fail, 
For Jesus pleads, and must prevail. 

HYMN 89. CM. Dr. Watts. 

A nert< Sons '■■■t^t Lahw t/tdt was slain. Re^ •■■ f< 8, 9, 10 12. 

En OLD ^,be glories of the Lamb 
' Xm^d h\^- Fathers thr^uie : 
Prepare Dew hoiiotsrs f *r his nam,ej 
Awd songs before unknown. 

2 Let eiders worship at hh feet, 

The church adore aroui>:d. 
With vi-iis full of odours sweet. 
And harps of sweeter sound. 

3 These are the prayers of the samts-, 

And these the hynios they raise : 
Jesus is kiod to our complaints^ 
He loves to hear oor praise. 

4 [Eternal Father, who shall look 

Into thy secret will ? 
Who but the Son shall take that book, 
And open every seal ? 

5 He shall fulfil thy great decrees, 

The Son deserves it well ; 
Lo in his hand the sovereign keys 
Oi heaven, and death, and hell i] 

6 Now to the Lamb that once was slain, 

Be endless bbssiogs paid ; 
Salvation, glory, joy remain 
For ever on. thy head. 

7 Thou hast redeem'd our. souls with bloody 

Hast set the prisoners free, 
Hast made us kings and priests to God, 
And we shall reign with thee,. 

8 The worlrls of nature and of grace 

Are put beneath thy power ; 



388 HYMN 40, 41. 

Then shorten these delaying days. 
And bring the promised hour. 

HYMN 40. CM. Dr. Watts. 

Qhrist Jesus the Lamb of God worshipped by all the Creation Rev. v. 11, 12, 13. 

COME, let us join our cheerful songs 
With angels round the throne ; 
Ten thousand thousands are their tongues 
But all their joys are one, 

2 Worthy the Lamb that died, they cry, 

To be exalted thus : 
Worthy the Lamb, our lips reply. 
For he was slain for us. 

3 Jesus is worthy to receive 

Honour and power divine ; 
And blessings more than we can give. 
Be, Lord, for ever thine. 

4 Let all that dwell above the sky^ 

And air, and earth, and seas. 
Conspire to lift thy glories high, 
And speak thine endless praise. 

5 The whole creation join in one, 

To bless the sacred Name 
Of him that sits upon the throne, 
And to adore the Lamb, 

HYMN 41. CM. Dr. Watts. 

The G!<-rv of Christ in Heaven. 

OTHE delights, the heavenly joys^ 
The glories of the place, 
Where Jesus sheds the brightest beams 
Of his o'erflowing grace ! 

2 Sweet majesty and awful love 
Sit smiling on his brow, 
And all the glorious rank^ above. 
At humble distance buv\% 



II YMN 42. 389 

3 [Princes to his imperial name 

Bend their bright sceptres down ; 
Dominions, thrones, and powers rejoice. 
To see him wear the crown. 

4 Archangels sound his loftj praise 

Through every heavenly street, 
And lay their highest honours down 
Submissive at his feet.] 

5 This is the Man, th' exalted Man, 

Whom we, unseen, adore ; 
But when our eyes behold his face, 
Our hearts shall love him more. 

6 And while our faith enjoys this sight, 

We long to leave our clay ; 
And wish thy fiery chariots, Lord, 
To bear our souls away. 

HYMN 42. C. M. Dr. Watts. 

The, Creation of the World. Gen i. 

NOW let a spacious ivorld arise ^ 
Said the Creator, Lord ; 
At once th' obedient earth and skies 
Rose at his sovereign word. 

2 [Dark was the deep : the waters lay 

Confus'd, and drown'd the land : 
He call'd the light : the new born day 
Attends on his command. 

3 He bids the clouds ascend on high ; 

The clouds ascend, and bear 
A watery treasure to the sky, 
And float on softer air. 

4 The liquid element below 

Was gather 'd by his hand ; 
The roUing seas together flow, 
And leave the solid land. 



390 HYMN 43. 

5 With herbs and plants (a flowery birth) 

The naked globe he crown'd, 
Ere there was rain to bless the earth, 
Or sun to warm the ground. 

6 Then he adorn 'd the upper skies ; 

Behold the sun appears ; 
The moon and stars in order rise. 
To mark out months and years. 

7 Out of the deep th' almighty King 

Did vital beings frame, 
The painted fowls of every wing. 
And fish of every name ] 

8 He gave the lion and the worm 

At once their wondrous birth. 
And grazing beasts of various form 
Rose from the teeming earth. 

9 Adam was fram'd of equal clay, 

Though sovereign of the rest, 
Design'd for nobler ends than they, 
With God's own image bless'd. 

10 Thus glorious in the Maker's eye 

The young creation stood ; 
He saw the building from on high ; 
His word pronounc'd it good. 

11 Lord, while the frame of nature stands, 

Thy praise shall fill my tongue ; 
But the new world of grace demands 
A more exalted song, 

. HYMN 43. C. M. Dr. Watts's Ljric Poems. 

A Song to creating Wisdom 

ETERNAL wisdom, thee we praise. 
Thee the creation sings : 
With thy lov'd name, rocks, hills, and seas, I 
And heaven's high palace rings. 



IIYM'N 44. 301 

, 2 Thy hand, how w ide it spread the sky ! 

I How glorious to behold ! 

I Ting'd with a blue of heavenly dye, 

j And Starr 'd with sparkling gold. 

! 8 Thy glories blaze all nature round, 
I And strike the gazing sight, 

I Through skies, and seas, and solid ground, 
j With terror and delight. 

4 Infinite strength, and equal skill 

Shine through the worlds abroad ; 
Our souls with vast amazement fill, 
j And speak the builder, God. 

j 5 But still the wonders of thy grace 
I Our softer passions move ; 

Pity divine in Jesus' face 
We see, adore, and love. 

HYMN 44. L.M. Dr. Doddridge. 

GoiV Goodness to the Children of Men. Psalm cvii. 31 

YE sons of men, with joy record 
The various wonders of the Lord ; 
And let his power and goodness sound 
Through all your tribes the earth around. 

2 Let the high heavens your songs invite. 
Those spacious fields of brilliant light ; 
Where sun, and moon, and planets roll, 
And stars that glow from pole to pole, 

3 Sing, earth, in verdant robes array 'd, 

Its herbs and flowers, its fruits and shade, 

Peopled with life of various forms, 

Of fish, and fowl, and beasts, and worms. 

4 View the broad sea's majestic plains, 
And think how wide its Maker reigns; 
That band remotest nations joins, 
And on each wave his goodness shines^. 



592 H YMN 45. 

5 But O ! that brighter world above. 
Where liv^es and reigns mcarnate love 1 
God's only Son in flesh array 'd, 

For man a bleeding victim made. 

6 Thither, my soul, with rapture soar, 
There in the land of praise adore ; 
The theme demands an angel's lay, 
Demands an everlasting day. 

HYMN 45. C. M. Steele. 

Crtation arid Providence 

LORD, when our raptur d thought survey 
Creation's beauties o'er ; 
All nature joins to teach thy praise, 
And bid our souls adore. 

2 Where'er we turn our gazing eyes. 

Thy radiant footsteps shine ; 
Ten thousand pleasing wonders rise, 
And speak their source divine. 

3 The living tribes of countless forms. 

In earth, and sea, and air ; 
The meanest flies, the smallest worms 
Almightj^ power declare. 

4 Thy wisdom, power, and goodness, Lord, 

In all thy works appear : 
And, O ! let man thj^ praise record, 
Man, thy distinguish'd care. 

5 From thee the breath of life he drew : 

That breath thy power maintains ; 
Thy tender mercy, ever knew, 
His brittle frame sustains. 

6 Yet nobler favours claim his praise, 

Of reason's light possess'd ; 
By revelations brightest rays, 
Still more divinely bless 



HYMN 46. 393- 

7 Thy providence, his constant guards 

When threatening woes impend ; 
Or will th' impending dangers ward 5 
Or timely succours lend.] 

8 On us that providence has shone 

With gentle, smiling rays ; 
O may our lips and lives make known 
Thy goodness and thy praise. 

Hymn 46. C. M. Addison. 

The Traveller's Psalm. 

HO W are thy servants bless'd, O Lord^- 
How sure is their defence ! 
Etirnal wisdom is their guide. 
Their help, Omnipotence. 

2 In foreign realms, and lands remote^ 

Supported by thy care, 
Through burning climes they pass unhurt^ 
And breathe in tainted air. 

3 When by the dreadful tempest borne, 

High on the broken wave. 
They know thou art not slow to hear, 
Nor impotent to save. 

4 The storm is laid , the winds retire, 

Obedient to thy will ; 
The sea, that roars at thy command, 
At thy command is still. 

5 In midst of dangers, fears and deaths, 

Thy goodness we'll adore ; 
We'll praise thee for thy mercies past. 
And humbly hope for more. 

6 Our life, while thou preserv'st that life^ 

Thy sacrifice shall be ; 
And death, when death shall be our lot, 
Shall join our souls to thee. 
S3* 



394 HYMN 47. 

HYMN 47. C. M. Steele, 

Praise for the Blessings nf Providence and Grace. Psalm cxxsir, 

LMIGHTY Father, gracious Lord. 
Kind Guardian of my days, 
Thy mercies let my heart record 
In song3 of grateful praise. 

2 In life's first dawn, my tender frame 

Was thy indulgent care ; 
Long 'ere I could pronounce thy name, 
Or breathe the infant prayer. 

3 [Around my path what dangers rose! 

What snares spread all my road ! 
No power coald guard me from my ftes, 
But my preserver, God. 

4 How many blessings round me shone, 

Where'er I turn'd mine eye ! 
How many past almost unknown, 
Or unregarded, by !] 

5 Each rolling year new favours brought 

Fror^ thy exhaustless store ; 
But uh ! in vain my labouring thought 
Would count thy mercies o'er. 

6 While sweet reflection, through my days, 

Thy bounteous hand would trace ; 
Still dearer blessings claim thy praise, 
The blessings of thy grace. 

7 Yes, I adore thee, gracious Lord, 

For favours more divine ; 
That I have known thy sacred word. 
Where all thy glories shine. 

8 Lord, when this mortal frame decays^ 

And every weakness dies, 
Complete the wonders of thy grace^ 
And raise me to the skies. 




h. HYMN 48. 395 

9 Then shall my joyful powers unit^^ 
In more exalted lays, 
And join the happy sons of light 
In everlasting praise. 

HYMN 48. C M. Dr. Watts. 

Original Sin ; or ,t'irjlrst and second Adam. Rom. v 12 J^-c /salm 5. Job. xiv. 4, 

BACKWARD with humble shame we look 
On our original ; 
How is our nature dash'd and broke 
In our first father's fall ! 

2 To all that's good averse and blind, 

But prone to all that's ill ; 
What dreadful darkness veils our mind ! 
How obstinate our will ! 

3 [Conceiv'd in sin (Oh wretched state!) 

Before we draw our breath, 
The first young pulse begins to beat 
Iniquity and death.] 

4 How strong in our degenerate blood 

The old corruption reigns, 
And mingling with the crooked flood, 
Wanders through all our veins ! 

5 [Wild and unwholesome as the root, 

Will all the branches be ; 
How can we hope for living fruit 
From such a deadly tree !] 

6 What mortal power from things unclean 

Can pure productions bring ? 
Who can command a vital stream 
From an infected spring ? 

7 Yet, mighty God, thy wondrous love 

Can make our nature clean, 
While Christ and grace prevail above 
The tempter, death, and sin. 



3^ HYMN 49, 50. 

8 The second Adam shall restore 
The ruins of the first; 
Hosanna to that sovereign power 
That new creates our dust. 

HYMN 49. C. M. Dr. S. Stennett. 

Indmelling Sin lamented. ^ 

WITH tears of anguish I lament^ 
Here at thy feet, my God, 
My passion, pride, and discontent^ 
And vile ingratitude. 

2 Sure there was ne'er a heart so base^ 

So false as mine has been ; 
So faithless to its promises, 
So prone to every sin. 

3 My reason tells me thy commands 

Are holy, just, and true ; 
Tells me whate'er my God demands 
Is his most righteous due. 

4 Reason I hear, her counsels weighs 

And all her words approve : 
But still I find it hard t' obey, 
And harder yet to love. 

5 How long, dear Saviour, shall I feel 

These straggles in mj breast? 
When wilt thou bow my stubborn will. 
And give my conscience rest ? 

6 Break, sovereign grace, O break the charm^ 

And set the captive free ; 
Reveal, almighty God, thine arm> 
And haste to rescue me. 

HYMN 50. C. M. Dr. Watts. 

The Distemper, Foliy, a"d Madness of Sin. 

SIN, like a venomous disease^ 
Infects our vital blood : 



HYMN 51. 397 

The only balm is sovereign grace^ 
And the physician, God. 

2 Our beauty and our strength are fled^ 

And we draw near to death ; 
But Christ, the Lord, recals the dead 
With his almighty breath. 

3 Madness, by nature, reigns within. 

The passions burn and rage, 
Till God's own Son, with skill divine, 
The inward fire assuage. 

4 [We lick the dust, we grasp the wind, 

And solid good despise : 
Such is the folly of the mind, 
Till Jesus makes us wise. 

5 We give our souls the wounds they feel^ 

We drink the poisonous gall, 
And rush with fury down to hell ; 
But heaven prevents the fall.] 

6 The man, possess'd among the tombs^ 

Cuts his own flesh, and cries ; 
He foams and raves, till Jesus comes, 
And the foul spirit flies. 

HYMN 51. C. M. Dr. Watts. 

An unconverted State ; or, converting Grace, 

[/^ REAT King of glory and of grace^ 
vJ We own, with humble shame, 
How vile is our degenerate race. 
And our first father's name.] 

2 From Adam flows our tainted blood, 

The poison reigns within, 
Makes us averse to. all that's good, 
And willing slaves to sin. 

3 [Daily we break thy holy laws, 

And then reject thy grace : 



398 HYMIST 52. 

Engag'd in the old serpent's cause. 
Against our Maker s face.] 

4 We live estrang'd afar from God, 

And love the distance well ; 
With haste we run the dangerous road 
That leads to death and hell. 

5 And can such rebels be restor'd ? 

Such natures made divine ? 
Let sinners see thy glory. Lord, 
And feel this power of thine. 

6 We raise our Father's name on high, 

Who his own Spirit sends, 
To bring rebellious strangers nigh, 
And turn his foes to friends. 

HYMN 52. L. M. Dr. Watts. 

Custom ill Sin. 

LET the wild leopards of the wood 
Put off the spots that nature gives ; 
Then may the wicked turn to God. 
And change their tempers, and their lives, 

2 As well as might Ethiopian slaves. 
Wash out the darkness of their skin : 
The dead as well may leave their graves. 
As old transgressors cease to sin. 

3 Where vice has held its empire long, 
''Twill not endure the least control ; 
None but a power divinely strong, 
Can turn the current of the soul. 

4 Great God! I own thy power divine, 
That works to change this heart of mine ; 
I would be form'd anew, and bless 
The wonders of creating grace. 



HYMN 53,54. 399 
HYMN 53. C. M. Dr. Watts. 

Tht Deceitfu'ness of Sin, ^. ^ 

SIN has a thousand treacherous arts 
. _ To practise on the mind ; 
With flattering looks she tempts our hearts. 
But leaves a sting behind. ^ 

2 With names of virtue she deceives 

The aged and the young ; 
And while the heedless wretch believes^ 
She makes his fetters strong. 

3 She pleads for all the joy she brings 

And gives a fair pretence ; 
But cheats the soul of heavenly things^, 
And chains it down to sense. 

4 So on a tree divinely fair 

Grew the forbidden food; 
Our mother took the poison there. 
And tainted all her blood. 

HYMN 54. L. M. Dr. Watts. 

Few saved ; or, the almost Christian, the Hypocrite, and Apostate. 

BROAD is the road that leads to death, 
And thousands walk together there ; 
But wisdom shows a narrow path, 
With here and there a traveller. 

2 Deny thyself and take thy cross. 

Is the Redeemer's great command ! 
Nature must count her gold but dross, 
If she would gain this heavenly land, 

3 The fearful soul, that tires and faints, 

And walks the ways of God no more, 
Is but esteem'd almost a saint, 

And makes his own destruction sure. 

4 Lord, let not all my hopes be vain, 

Create my heart entirely new ; 



400 HYMN 55, 56. 

Which hypocrites could ne'er attam, 
Which false apostates never knew. 

HYMN 55. CM. Dr. Watts. 

The Eoly Scriptures. 

LADEN with guilt, and full of f^ars, 
1 fly to thee, my Lord, 
And not a glimpse of hope appears^ 
But in thy written word. 

2 The volume of my Father's grace 

Does all my grief assuage ; 
Here I behold mv Saviour's face. 
Almost in every page. 

3 [This is the field where hidden lies 

The pearl of price unknown \ 
That merchant is divinely wise, 
Who makes the pearl his own. 

4 Here consecrated water flows, 

To quench my thirst of sin ; 
Here the fair tree of knowledge grows. 
Nor danger dwells therein.] 

5 This is the Judge that ends the strife. 

Where wit and reason fail ; 
My guide to everlasting life, 
Through all this gloomy vale. 

6 O may thy counsels, mighty God ! 

Mj roving feet command ; 
Nor I forsake the happy road 
That leads to thy right hand. 

HYMN 56. C. M. Dr. Watts. 

God, glorified in''t he Gospel 

THE Lord, descending from above, 
Invites his children near ; 
While power and truth, and boundless lo\ 
Display their glories here. 



HYMN 57. 40i 

^ Here, in thy gospel's wondrous frames 
Fresh wisdom we pursue ; 
A thousand angels learn thy name. 
Beyond whate er they knew. 

3 Thy name is writ in fairest lines^ 

Thy wonders here we trace ; 
Wisdom through all the mysteries shines. 
And shines in Jesus' face, 

4 The law its best obedience owes 

To our incarnate God ! 
And thy revenging justice shows 
Its honours in his blood. 

6 But still the lustre of thy grace 
Our warmer thoughts employs, 
Gilds the whole scene with brigihter rayS;, 
And more exalts our joys. 

HYMN 57. C. M. Dr. S. Stennett. 

The Riches of God's JVord 

LET avarice, borne from shore to shore. 
Her favourite god pursue ; 
Thy word, O Lord, we value more 
Than India or Peru. 

2 Here mmes of knowledge, love, and joy, 

Are open'd to our sight ; 
The purest gold without alloy, 
And gems divinely bright 

3 The counsels of redeeming grace 

These sacred leaves unfold : 
And here the Saviour's lovely face 
Our raptur'd eyes behold. 

4 Here light descending from above, 

Directs our doubtful feet : 
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HYMN 58. 

Here promises of heavenly love 
Our ardent wishes meet. 

5 Our numerous griefs are here redrest, 

And all our wants supplied ; 
Nought we can ask to make us blest; 
Is in this book denied. 

6 For these inestimable gains 

That so enrich the mind^ 
O may we search with eager pains^ 
Assured that we shall find. 

HYMN 58. C M. Steele. 

The Ecelhncy and Siifficiency of the Holy Scriptures. 

FATHER of mercies, in thy word 
What endless glory shines! 
For ever be thy name ador'd. 
For these celestial lines. 

2 Here, may the wretched sons of want 

Exhaustless riches find ; 
Riches, above what earth can grant. 
And lasting as the mind. 

3 Here, the fair tree of knowledge grows^ 

And yields a free repast, 
Sublimer sweets than nature knows. 
Invite the longing taste. 

4 Here, the Redeemer's welcome voice 

Spreads heavenly peace around ; 
And life, and everlasting joys, 
Attend the blissful sound. 

5 O may these heavenly pages be 

My ever dear delight ; 
And still new beauties may I see. 
And still increasing light. 

6 Divine Instructor, gracious Lord; 

Be thou for ever near ; 



HYMN 59, 60. 

I Teach me to love thy sacred word, 
i And view my Saviour there. 

HYMN 59. L. M. Beddome. 

I The Gospel of Christ. 

GOD, in the gospel of his Son, 
Makes his eternal counsels known 
I 'Tis here his richest mercy shines, 
! And truth is drawn in fairest lines. 

2 Here sinners of a humble frame 

May taste his grace, and learn his name 
'Tis writ in characters of blood, 
I Severely just, immensely good. 

I 3 Here Jesus, in ten thousand ways, 
I His soul-attracting charms displays; 
Recounts his poverty and pains, 
And tells his love in melting strains. 

4 Wisdom its dictates here imparts, 

' To form our minds, to cheer our hearts ; 
Its influence makes the sinner live, 
It bids the drooping saint revive. 

5 Our raging passions it controls, 
And comfort yields to contrite sonls ; 
It brings a better world in view 

And guides us all our journey through. 

6 May this blest volume ever lie 

i Close to my heart, and near mine eye, 
'Till life's last hour my soul engage, 
And be my chosen heritage. 

HYMN 60. L. M. Dr. Watt's Sermons. 

The Gospel is the Poron of God unto Salvation. Rom. i 16 

WHAT shall the dying sinner do. 
That seeks relief for all his wo ? 
I Where shall the guilty conscience find 
j Ease for the torment of the mind ? 



404 HYMN 61. 

S How shall we get our crimes forgiven^ 
Or form our natures fit for heaven ? 
Can souls, all o'er defil'd with sin, 
Make their own powers and passions clean ? ! 

3 In vain we search, in vain we trj, 
Till Jesus brings his gospel nigh ; 
'Tis there that power and glory dwell;, 
That save rebellious souls from hell. 

4 This is the pillar of our hope. 
That bears our fainting spirits up ; 
We read the grace, we trust the word^ 
And find salvation in the Lord. 

5 Let men or angels dig the mines. 
Where nature's golden treasure shines ; 
Brought near the doctrine of the cross, 
All nature's gold appears but dross. 

6 Should vile blasphemers, with disdain, 
Pronounce the truth of Jesus vain, 
Well meet the scandal and the shame, 
And sing, and triumph in his name. 

HYMN 61. CM. Dr. Watts's Sermons. 

A rational Defence of the Gospel. 

SHALL atheists dare insult the cross 
Of our incarnate God ? 
Shall infidels revile his truth, 
And trample on his blood ? 

2 What if he choose mysterious ways 

To cleanse us from our faults ? 
May not the works of sovereign grace 
Transcend our feeble thoughts ? 

3 What if his gospel bids us strive 

With flesh, and self, and sin? 
The prize is most divinely bright, 
That we are call'd to win. 



HYMN 62, 63. 405 

4 What if the men, despis'd on earth, 

Still of his grace partake ? 
This but confirms his truth the more^ 
For so the prophet spake. 

5 Do some that own his sacred truth, 

Indulge their souls in sin ? 
None should reproach the Saviour's name; 
His laws are pure and clean. 

6 Then let our faith be firm and strong. 

Our lips profess his word ; 
Nor ever shun those holy men. 
Who fear and love the Lord. 

HYMN 62. L. M. Dr. Watts. 

Typfs and Prophe ies of Christ. 

BEHOLD the woman's promised seed! 
Behold the great Messiah come! 
Behold the prophets all agreed 
To give him the superior room! 

2 Abra'm, the saint rejoic'd of old, 

When visions of the Lord he saw ! 
Moses, the man of God, foretosd 
This great fulfiUer of his law. 

3 The types bore witness to his name. 

Obtained their chief design and ceas'd : 
The incense and the bleeding lamb. 
The ark, the altar, and the priest. 

4 Predictions in abundance meet 

To join their blessings on his head; 
Jesus, we worship at thy feet, 

And nations own the promis'd seed. 

HYMN 63. . L. M. Dr. Watts. 

/'he Ponir of tlu Gospel 

THIS is the word of truth and love, 
Sent to the nations from above ; 
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406 HYMN 64. 

Jehovah here resolves to show 
What his Almighty grace can do. 

2 This remedy did wisdom find, 
To heal diseases of the mind ; 

This sovereign balm, whose virtues can 
Restore the ruin'd creature, man. 

3 The gospel bids the dead revive. 
Sinners obey the voice and live : 

Dry bones are rais d and cloth 'd afresh, 
And hearts of stone are turn'd to flesh. 

4 [Where satan reign'd in shades of nighty, 
The gospel strikes a heavenly light ; 
Our lusts its wondrous power controls, 
And calms the rage of angry souls.] 

5 [Lions and beasts of savage name 
Put on the nature of the Lamb ; 
While the wide world esteem it strange. 
Gaze, and admire, and hate the change.] 

6 May but this grace my soul renew, 
Let sinners gaze and hate me too ; 
The word that saves me does engage 
A sure defence from all their rage. 

HYMN 64. L. M. Dr. Watts, 

T^e Effusion of the Spirit ; or, the Success of the Qoipd. 

GREAT was the day, the joy was great 
When the divine disciples met ; 
Whilst on their heads the Spirit came, 
And sat like tongues of cloven flame. 
r3 What gifts, what miracles he gave ! 
And power to kill and power to save ! 
Furnish'dtheirtongueswith wondrous words, 
Instead of shields, and spears, and swords. 
3 Thus arm'd he sent the champions forth, ' 
From east to west, from south to north ; 



HYMiSr 65. 407 

tro, and assert your Saviour s cause : 
Go, spread the mystery of his cross. 

4 These weapons of the holy war, 
Of what almighty force they are^ 
To make our stubborn passions bow^ 
And lay the proudest rebel low. 

5 Nations, the learned and the rude, 
Are by these heavenly arms subdu'd ; 
While Satan rages at his loss, 

And hates the doctrine of the cross. 

6 Great King of grace ! my heart subdue ; 
I would be led in triumph too, 

A willing captive to my Lord, 
And sing the victories of his word. 

HYMN 65. L. M. Dr. Watts. 

Prophecy and Inspiration, 

^rriWAS by an order from the Lord, 

-1 The ancient prophets spoke his word : 
His Spirit did their tongues inspire, 
And warm'd their hearts with heavenly fire. 

2 The works and wonders which they wrdught 
Confirm'd the messages they brought ; 
The prophet's pen succeeds his breath, 
To save the holy words from death. 

3 Great God ! mine eyes with pleasure look 
On the dear volume of thy book : 
There my Redeemer's face I see. 

And read his name who died for me. 

4 Let the false raptures of the mind 
Be lost and vanish in the wind : 
Here I can fix my hope secure ; 
This is thy word^ and must endure. 



408 HYMN 66, 67. 

HYMN 66. C. M. Dr. Watts. 

Abrakam^s Biessing on the Gentiles. Gen xvii 7 Rom. xv 8. Mark s. U 

HOW large the promise, how divine> 
To Abra'm and his seed ! 
ril be a God to thee and thine. 
Supplying all their need, 

2 The words of his extensive love 

From age to age endure ; 
The angel of the cov'nant proves^ 
And seals the blessing sure. 

3 Jesus the ancient faith confirms, 

To our great fathers given ; 
He takes young children to his arms, 
.And calls them heirs of heaven. 

4 Our God, how faithful are his ways ! 

His love endures the same : 
Nor from the promise of his grace 
Blots out the children's name. 

HYMN 67. CM. Dr. Watts. 

The same. Rom si 16.17. 

GENTILES by nature, we belong: 
To the wild olive wood : 
Grace takes us from the barren tree, 
And grafts us in the good. 

2 With the same blessing grace endows 

The Gentile and the Jew ; 
If pure and holy be the root. 
Such are the branches too. 

3 Then let the children of the saints 

Be dedicate to God ; 
Pour out thy Spirit on them, Lord, 
And wash them in thy blood. 

4 Thus to the parents, and their seed^ 

Shall thy salvation come^ 



HYMN 68, 69. 409 

And num'rous households meet at last, 
In one eternal home. 

HYMN 68. L. M. Dr. Watts. 

ChrisVs Invitation to Siimers : or, Humility and Pride. Matt. Si. 28— 30 

COME hither, all ye weary souls. 
Ye heavy laden sinners come, 
I'll give you rest from all your toils, 
And raise you to my heav'nly home, 

2 They shall find rest that learn of me ; 

Tm of a meek and lowly mind : 
But passion rages like the sea, 
And pride is restless as the wind. 

3 " Bless'd is the man whose shoulders take 

" My yoke, and bear it with delight ! 
''^ My yoke is easy to his neck. 

My grace shall make the burden light." 

4 Jesus, we come at thy command, 

With faith, and hope, and humble zeal. 
Resign our spirits to thy hand. 

To mould and guide us at thy will. 

HYMN 69. C. M. Steele. 

The SaviuuT''s Invitation. John vii. 37. 

^^HE Saviour calls — let every ear, 
-1. Attend the heavenly sound ; 
Ye doubting souls, dismiss your fear, 
Hope smiles reviving round. 

2 For every thirsty, longmg heart. 

Here streams of bounty flow. 
And life, and health, and bliss impart 
To banish mortal wo. 

3 Here springs of sacred pleasure rise 

. To ease your every pain, 
(Immortal fountain ! full supplies !) 
Nor shall you thirst in vain. 



gl® HYMN 70, 71. 

4 Ye sinners, come, ' tis mercy's Voice;, 

The gracious call obey ; 
Mercy invites to heavenly joys — 
And can you yet delay* 

5 Dear Saviour, draw reluctant hearts. 

To thee let sinners fly ; 
And take the bliss thy love imparts^ 
And drink and never die. 

HYMN 70. L. M. Steele. 

JVeary Souls invited to ntt. Math si. 28. 

COME, weary souls, with sins distrest^ 
Come and accept the promised rest : 
The Saviour's gracious call obey, 
And cast your gloomy fears away. 

2 Oppress'd with guilt, a painful load ; 

O come, and spread your woes abroad ; 
Divine compassion, mighty love 
Will all the painful load remove. 

3 Here mercy's boundless ocean flows, 

To cleanse your guilt and heal your woes ; 
Pardon, and life, and endless peace ; 
How rich the gift ! how free the grace ! 

4 Lord, we accept with thankful heart, 
The hope thy gracious words impart ; 
We come with trembling, yet rejoice, 
And bless the kind inviting voice. 

5 Dear Saviour ; let thy powerful love 
Confirm our faith, our fears remove ; 
And sweetly influence every breast, 
And guide us to eternal rest. 

HYMN 71. C. M. Fawcett. 

Let the Wicked forsake his Way, SfC Isiiah Iv. 7. 

SINNERS, the voice of God regard ; 
'Tis Mercy speaks to-day ; 



HYMN 1^. 211 

He calls you by his so v 'reign word, 
From sin's destructive way. 

2 Like the rough sea that cannot rest; 

You live devoid of peace ; 
A thousand stings within your breast 
Deprive your souls of ease. 

3 Your way is dark, and leads to hell ; 

Why will you persevere ? 
Can you in endless torments d well- 
Shut up in black despair ? 

4 Why will you in the crooked ways 

Of sin and folly go ? 
I In pain you travel all your days. 
To reap immortal wo ! 

5 But he that turns to God shall live. 

Through his abounding grace ; 
His mercy will the guilt forgive 
Of those that seek his face. 

6 Bow to the sceptre of his word, 

Renouncing every sin; 
Submit to him, your sovereign Lord, 
And learn his will divine. 

7 His love exceeds your highest thoughts ; 

He pardons like a God; 
He will forgive your num'rous faults, 
Through a Redeemer's blood. 

HYMN 72. S. M. Dr.WattB. 



ChrisVs Csmmission. 



RAISE your triumphant songs, 
To an immortal tune; 
Let the wide earth resound the deeds 
Celestial grace has done. ' 

S Sing how eternal love, 
Its chief Beloved chose, 



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HYMN 73. 

And bade him raise our wretched race 
From their abyss of woes. 

3 His hand no thunder bears. 

No terror clothes his brow ; 
No bolts to drive our guilty souls 
To fiercer flames below. 

4 Twas mercy fill'd the throne^ 

And wrath stood silent by, 
When Christ was sent with pardon down 
To rebels doom'd to die. 

5 Now, sinners, dry your tears. 

Let hopeless sorrow cease ; 
Bow to the sceptre of his love. 
And take the offer 'd peace. ^ 

6 Lord, we obey thy call; i 

We lay a humble claim 
To the salvation thou hast brought. 
And love and praise his name, 

HYMN 73. L. M Dr. Watts. 

The Apostles^ Commission ; or, the Gospel attested by Miracles. Mark svi 15, ifC. Matt 
xsviii. lS, &c. 

^ preach my gospel, saith the Lord^ 
\J Bidthewholeearth my grace receive: 
He shall be sav'd that trusts my word 
And he condemned that won't believe. 

% [I'll make your great commission known , 
^' And ye shall prove my gospel true, 
" By all the works that I have done. 
By all the wonders ye shall do.'* 

Go heal the sick, go raise the dead, 
" Go cast out devils in my name ; 
" Nor let my prophets be afraid. 

Tho' Greeks reproach and Jews blas- 
pheme.' J 



HYMN 74. 413 

4 " Teach all the nations my commands, 
" I'm with you till the world shall end; 
" All power is trusted in my hands, 

" I can destroy, and can defend/' 

5 He spake^ and light shone round his head^ 
On a bright cloud to heaven he rode ; 
They to the furthest nations spread 

The grace of their ascended God. 

HYMN 74. C M. Dr. Watts. 

The Blink q/ God's Decrees 

LET the whole race of creatures lie 
Abas'd before their God ; 
Whateer his sovereign voice has form'd 
He governs with a nod. 

2 [Ten thousand ages ere the skies 

Were into motion brought; 
All the long years and worlds to come 
Stood present to his thought. 

3 There's not a sparrow, nor a worm^ 

But's found in his decrees ; 
He raises monarchs to their throne, 
And sinks ihexn as he please.] 

4 If light attends the course I run, 

'Tis he provides those rays ; 
And 'tis his hand that hides my sun. 
If darkness cloud my days. 

5 Yet I would not be much concern 'd, 

Nor vainly long to see 
The volumes of his deep decrees, 
What month's are writ for me, 

6 When he reveals the book of life, 

O, may I read my name 
Among the chosen of his love. 
The followers of the Lamb ! 



411 HYMN 75. 

HYMN 75. L. M. Dr. Watts. 

Election sovereign and free Rom. ix. 21— 24. 

BEHOLD the potter and the clay, 
He forms his vessel as he please; 
Such is our God, and such are we, 
The subjects of his just decrees. 
2 Doth not the workman's power extend 
O'er all the mass, which part to choose, 
And mould it for a nobler end. 
And which to leave for viler use ? 
S [May not the sovereign Lord on high 
Dispense his favours as he will, 
Choose some to life, while others die. 
And yet be just and gracious still ?] 

4 What if, to make his terror known, 

He lets his patience long endure. 
Suffering vile rebels to go on, 

And seal their own destruction sure : 

5 What if he means to show his grace. 

And his electing love employs 
To mark out some of mortal race, 

And form them fit for heavenly joys ? 

6 Shall man reply against the Lord, 

And call his Maker's ways unjust, 
The thunder of whose dreadful word 
Can crush a thousand worlds to dust? 

7 But, O my soul, if truth so bright 
Should dazzle and confound thy sight, 
Yet still his written will obey. 
And wait the great decisive day. 

8 Then shall he make his justice known. 
And the whole world, before his throne, 
With joy, or terror, shall confess 
The glory of his righteousness. 



HYMN 76, 77. 413 
HYMN 76. CM. Dr. Watts. 

> Salvation by Grace Titus iii. 4—7. 

[T ORD, we confess our numerous faults^ 
-1-^ How great our guilt has been ! 
Foolish and vain were all our thoughts^ 
And all our lives were sin. 

2 But, O iny soul, for ever praise. 

For ever love his name, 
Who turns thy feet from dangerous ways 
Of folly, sin, and shame.] 

3 *Tis not by works of righteousness 

Which our own hands have done ; 
But we are sav'd by sovereign grace^ 
Abounding through his Son. 

4 'Tis from the mercy of our God 

That all our hopes begin ; 
'Tis by the water and the blood 
Our souls are wash'd from sin. 

5 'Tis through the purchase of his death, 

Who hung upon the tree. 
The Spirit is sent down to breathe 
On such dry bones as we. 

6 Rais'd from the dead, we live anew, 

And justified by grace, 
We shall appear in glory too, 
And see our Father's face. 

HYMN 77. L. M. Dr. Watts. 

Salvaiion by Grace ill Christ. 2 Tina i. 9 10 

NOW to the power of God supreme 
Be everlasting honours given ; 
He saves from hell (we bless his name) 
He calls our wandering feet to heaven. 
2 Nor for our duties or deserts, 

But of his own abundant grace^ 



416 hyMn 78. 

He work^splvation in our hearts, 
And forms a people for his praise. 

3 'Twas his own purpose that begun 

To rescue rebels doomed to die : 
He gave us grace in Christ his Son, 
Before he spFead the starry sky. 

4 Jesus the Lord appears at last. 

And makes his Father s counsels known 
Declares the great transactions past, 
And brings immortal blessings down. 

5 He died ; and in that dreadful night 

Did all the powers of hell destroy : 
Rising he brought our heaven to light, 
And took possession of the joy. 

HYMN 78. C. M. Dr. Watts's Lyric Poems. 

Gfd gloriovs, and Sinners saved. I^aiab sliv. 23. 

FATHER, how wide thy glory shines ! 
How high thy wonders rise ! 
Known through the earth by thousand signs 
By thousands through the skies. 

2 [Part of thy name divinely stands 

On all thy creatures writ, 
To shov^ the labour of thy hands, 
Or impress of thy feet.] 

3 But when we view thy strange design 

To save rebellious worms. 
Where vengeance and compassion join, 
Initheir divinest forms ; 

4 Our thoughts are lost in reverend awe ; 

We love and we adore ; 
The first Archangel never saw 
So much of God before. 

5 Here the whole Deity is known, 

Nor dares a creature sruess 



HYMN 79. 417 

Which of the glories brightest shone, 
The justice or the grace. 

[When sinners broke the Father's laws, 

The dying Son atones ; 
O, the dear mysteries of his cross ! 

The triumph of his groans !] 

Now the full glories of the Lamb 

Adorn the heavenly plains ; 
Sweet cherubs learn Immanuel's name^ 

And try their choicest strains. 

O may I bear some humble part 

In that immortal song ! 
Wonder and joy shall tune my hearty 

And love command my tongue. 

HYMN 79, S. M. Dr. Watts. 

Salvation, Righteousness, and Strength in Christ 

THE Lord on high proclaims 
His Godhead from his throne ; 
Mercy and justice are the names 
By which 1 will be known. 

2 Ye dying souls ^ that sit 

In darkness and distress^ 
Look from the borders of the pit 
To my recovering grace, 

S Sinners shall hear the sound ; 

Their thankful tongues shall own, 
Our righteomness and strength is found 
In ihee, the Lord^ alone. 

4 In thee shall Israel trust, 

And see their guilt forgiven ; 
God will pronounce the sinners just^ 
And take the saints to heaven, 
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413 HYMN 80, 81. 

HYMN 80. C. M. Dr Watts. 

The diff'ercnt Sji .> s cf th- Gospel. 1 Cor. i 23, 24. 2 Cor. ii. 16. 1 Cor. ili. 6, 7. 

C^HRIST and his cross are all our theme; 
^ The mj^steries that we speak 
Are scandal in the Jews' esteem^ 
And follv to the Greek. 

2 But souls enlightened from above 

With joy receive the word ; 
They see what wisdom, power, and love, 
Shine in their dj^ing Lord. - 

3 The vital savovir of his name 

Restores their fainting breath ; 
But unbelief perverts the same 
To guilt, despair, and death. 

1 'Till God diffuse his graces down, 

Like showers of heavenly rain, 
In vain Apolios sows the ground, 
And Paul may plant in vain. 

HYMN 81. C M. Dr. Watts. 

Ri^fiuralion Jo.hn i 13 and iii 3, fcc. 

"iVfOT all the outward forms on earthy 
-1^ Nor rites that God has given, 
Nor will of man, nor blood, nor birth, 
Can raise a soul to heaven. 

2 The sovereign will of God alone 

Creates us heirs of grace ; 
Borr\ in the image of his Son, 
A new peculiar race. 

3 The Spirit, like some heavenly wind, 

Breathes on the sons of flesh, . 
New-models all the carnal mind, 
And forms the man afresh. 

4 Our quicken 'd souls aw^ake and rise 

From the long sleep of death ; 



HYMN 82, 83. 4iS 

On heavenly things we fix our eyes. 
And praise employs our breath. 

HYMN 82. C. M. Dr. Watts. 

The new Creation. 

ATTEND, while God^s exalted Son 
Doth his own glories shew^ : 
Behold I sit upon my throne^ 
Creating ail things new, 

2 Nature and sin are pass'd away^ 

And the old Adam dies ; 
My hands a new f oundation lay^ 
See the new world ari^e ! 

3 ril be a sun of righteousness 

To the new heavens I make : 
None but the neiv-born heirs of grace 
My glories\shull partake. 

4 Mighty Redeemer ! set me free 

From my old state of sin ; 
O, make my sonl alive to thee, 
Create new powers within. 

5 Renew mine ej^es, and form mine ears^ 

And monld mf heart afresh : 
Give me new passions, joys and fears, 
And turn the stone to flesh. 

6 Far from the regions of the dead. 

From sin, and earth, and hell: 
In the new w orld that grace has made^ 
I would for ever dwell. 

HYMIS! 83. S. M. Dr. Watts. 

Adi'P'ion 1 John iii (, &c. Gal iv. 6. 

BEHOLD what wondrous grace 
The Father has bestow 'd 
On sinners of a mortal race, 
To call them sons of God! 



420 HYMN 84. 

2 'Tis no surprising thing, 

That we should be unknown ; 
The Jewish world knew not their King 
God's everlasting Son 

3 Nor doth it yet appear 

How great we must be made ; 
But when we see our Saviour here, 
We shall be like our head. 

4 A hope so much divine 

May trials well endure, 
May purge our souls from sense and sin^, 
As Christ the Lord is pure. 

5 If in my Father's love 

I share a filial part. 
Send down thy Spirit like a dove, 
To rest upon my heart. 

6 We would no longer He 

Like slaves beneath the throne ; 
My faith shall Abba^ Father^ cry, 
And thou the kindred own. 

HYMN 84. L. M. Dr. S. Stennett. 

Christians the Sorts of' God- John i. 12. 1 John iii. 1. 

T^OT all the nobles of the earth, 
i-^ Who boast the honours of their birth, 
Such real dignity can claim, 
As those who bear the christian name. 

2 To them the privilege is given 

To be the sons and heirs of heaven ; 
Sons of the God who reigns on high, 
And heirs of joy beyond the sky. 

3 [On them, a happy, chosen race, 
Their Father pours his richest grace : 
To them his counsels he imparts, 
And stamps his image on tiheir hearts. 



I HYMN 86. 4 

I 4 Their infant cries, their tender age, 

His pitj and his love engage : 
1 He clasps them in his arms, and there 
j Secures them with parental care.] 

! 5 His will he makes them early know, 

i And teaches their young feet to go ; 

1 Whispers instruction to their minds, 

i And on their hearts his precepts binds* 

I 6 When through temptations they rebel, 
His chastening rod he makes them feel ; 
Then, with a Father's tender heart, 
He soothes the pain and heals the smart. 

j 7 Their daily wants his hands supply, 
I Their steps he guards with watchful eye^ 
Leads them from earth to heaven above^ 
And crowns them with eternal love. 

8 If I've the honour, Lord, to be 
One of this numerous family, 

I On me the gracious gift bestow,- 
To call thee, Abba, Father ! too. 

9 So may my conduct ever prove 
My filial piety and love : 
Whilst all my brethren clearly trace 
Their Father's likenee^s in my face. 

HYMN 85. C. M. Cowper. 

Walking with God Gen. v 24 




FOR a closer walk with God, 
A calm and heavenly frame ; 



And light to shine upon the road 
That leads me to the Lamb ! 

2 Where is the blessedness I knew 
When first I saw the Lord ? 
Where is the soul-refreshing view 
Of JesuS; and his word ? 



422 HYMN 86. 

3 What peaceful hours I then enjoy'd! 

How sweet their memory still ! 
But now I find an aching void^ 
The world can never fill. 

4 Return, O holj Dove, return, 

Sweet messenger of rest! 
, I hate the sins that made thee mourn ; 
~ And drove thee from my breast. 

5 The dearest idol I have known, 

Whate er that idol be, 
Help me to tear it from thy throne, 
And worship only thee. 

6 So shall my walk be close with God, 

Calm and serene my frame ; 
So purer light shall mark the road 
That leads me to the Lamb. 

HYMN 86. L. M. Dr. Watts. 

Religion vain without Love i Cor siii 1, 2, 3. 

HAD I the tongues of Greeks and Jews, 
And nobler speech than angels use. 
If love be absent, I am found. 
Like tinkling brass, an empty sound. 

2 Were I inspir'd to preach and tell 
All that is done in heaven and hell ; 
Or could my faith the world remove, 
Still I am nothing without love. 

3 Should 1 distribute all my^ store 

To feed the bowels of the poor, \ 
Or give my body to the flame, 
To gain a martyr's glorious name : 

4 If love to God. and love to men, 
Be absent, all my hopes are vain ; 
Nor tongues, nor gifts, nor fiery zeal. 
The work of love can e'er fulfil. 



HYMN 87, 88. 423 
'hymn 87. L. M. Dr. Watts. 

Self'tit httousness insvfficunt. 

ITf JHERE are the mourners/'* saith 
▼ V the Lord, 
That wait and tremble at my word. 
That walk in darkness all the day ? 
Come, make my name your trust and stay. 

2 [No works, nor duties of your own, 
Can for the smallest sin atone ; 
tThe robes that nature may provide, 
Will not your least pollutions hide. 

3 The softest couch that nature knows, 
Can give the conscience no repose : 
Look to my righteousness and live ; 

" Comfort and peace are mine to give.] 

4 Ye sons of pride that kindle coals, 

" With your own hands, to warm your souls^ 
Walk in the light of your own tire, 
Enjoy the spark that ye desire. 

5 This is your portion at my hands, 
Hell waits you with her iron bands ; 

" Ye shall lie down in sorrow there. 
In death, in darkness and despair." 

HYMN 88. C. M. Dr. Watts. 

Christian Virtue ; or, tht Difficulty if Conversion. 

STRA.it is the way, the door is strait, 
That leads to joys on high ; 
'Tis but a few that find the gate. 
While crowds mistake, and die. 

2 Beloved self must be denied, 
The mind and will renewed,' 
Passion suppressed, and patience tried, 
And vain desires subdu'd. 



* Isaiah 1. 10, 11. 



t Isaiah xxviii. 20, 



424 HYMN 89. 

3 [Flesh is a dangerous foe to grace^ 

Where it prevails and rules ; 
Flesh must be humbled, pride abas'd. 
Lest they destroy our souls.] 

4 The love of gold be bani^h'd hence, 

(That vile idolatry) 
And every member, every sense, 
Tn sweet subjection lie. 

5 The tongue, that most unruly power, 

Requires a strong restraint ; 
We must be watchful every hour, 
And pray bat never faint. 

6 Lord ! can a feeble, helpless worni 

Fulfil a task so hard ! 
Thy grace must all my work perform-, 
And give the free reward. 

Hl MN 89. C M. Dr Watts' Sermons. 

Sins and Sonews aid before God. iob xxiii 3, 4. 

OTHAT I knew the secret place^ 
Where I might find my God ! 
rd spread my wants before his face^ 
And pour my woes abroad. 

2 I'd tell him how my sins arise, 

What sorrows I sustain , 
How grace decays and comfort dies. 
And leaves my heart in pain. 

3 He knows what arguments I d take ^ 

To wrestle with my God : 
I'd plead for his own mercy V sake, 
And for my Saviour's blood 

4 My God will pity my complaints. 

And heal my broken bones ; 
He takes the meaning of his saints, 
The language of their groans. 



HYMN 90. 425 

5 Arise, my soul, from deep distress, 
And banish every fear ; 
He calls thee to his throne of grace, 
To spread thj sorrows there. 

Hymn 90. L. M. Dr. Doddridge. 

Noah preserved in the Ark, and the B eliever in Christ. 1 Pet iii. 20, 2] 

THE deluge, at th' Almighty's call, 
In what impetuous streams it fell! 
Swallowed the mountains in its rage. 
And swept a guilty world to hell. 

2 In vain the tallest sons of pride 

Fled from the close pursuing wave, 
Nor could their mightiest towers defend, 
Nor i?wiftness 'scape nor courage saveo 

3 How dire the wreck ! how loud the roar ! 

How shrill the universal cry 
Of millions in the last despair, 

Re-echo'd from the lowering sky ! 

4 Yet Noah, humble, happy saint. 

Surrounded with the chosen few, 
Sat in his ark, secure from fear, 

And sang the grace that steer^ him thro', 

5 So I may sing, in Jesus safe, 

While storms of vengeance round me fall^ 
Conscious how high my hopes are fix'd, 
Beyond what shakes this earthly bail. 

6 Enter thine ark, while patience waits, 

Nor ever quit that sure retreat ; 
Then the wide flood, which buries earth, 
Shall waft thee to a fairer seat. 

7 Nor wreck nor ruin there is seen ; 

There not a wave of trouble rolls j 

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426 



HYMN 91,92. 



But the bright rainbow round the throne 
Seals endless life to all their souls» 

HYMN 91. L. M. Dr. S. Stennett. 



JESUS, my Saviour and my God, 
Thou hast redeemed me with thy bio 
By ties both nat'ral and divine 
I am, and ever will be thine. 

2 But ah ! should my inconstant heart, 
Ere I'm aware, from thee depart. 
What dire reproach would fall on me^ 
For such ingratitude to thee ! 

3 The thought I dread, the crime I hate, 
The guilt, the shame, I deprecate". 
And yet so mighty are my foes 

I dare not trust my warmest vows. 

4 Pity my frailty, dearest Lord ; 
Grace in the needful hour afford ; 
O steel this timorous heart of mine 
With fortitude and love divine. 

5 So shall I triumph o'er my fears, 
And gather joys from all my tears ; 
So shall I to the world proclaim 
The honours of the Christian name. 



RACE ! 'tis a charming sound ; 



Heaven with the echo shall resound, 
And all the earth shall hear. 

2 Grace first contriv'd a way 
To save rebellious man, 
And all the steps that grace display. 
Which drew the wondrous plan. 



Perseverance desired. 



HYMN 92. S. M. Rippon. 



Salvation f v Grace, from the first to last Eph. ii. 5. 




Harmonious to the ear ! 



HYMN 93. 42T 

3 [Grace first inscrib'd my name 

In God's eternal book ; 
'Twas grace that gave me to the Lamb 
Who all my sorrows took.] 

4 Grace led my roving feet 

To tread the heavenly road ; 
And new supplies each hour I meet. 
While pressing on to God. 

5 [Grace taught my soul to pray, 

And made my eyes o'erflow : 
'Twas Grace that kept me to this day, 
And will not let me go.] 

6 Grace all the work shall crown, 

Through everlasting days ; 
It lays in heaven the topmost stone, 
And well deserves the praise. 

HYMN 93. C M. Dr. Watts. 

Breathing after the Holy Spirit; or, fervency of Devotion desired 

COME, Holy Spirit, heavenly dove, 
With all thy quickening powers, 
Kindle a flame of sacred love 
In these cold hearts of ours. 

2 Look how we grovel here below. 

Fond of these trifling toys : 
Our souls can neither fly nor go, 
To reach eternal joys. 

3 In vain we tune our formal songs, 

In vain we strive to rise : 
Hosannas languish on our tongues, 
And our devotion dies. 

4 Dear Lord ! and shall we ever live 

At this poor, dying rate ? 
Our love so faint, so cold to thee^ 
And thine to iis so great ? 



428 HYMN 94, 95. 

5 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenlj dove, 
With all thy quickening powers. 
Come shed abroad a Saviour's love, 
And that shall kindle ours. 

HYMN 94. L. M. B . 

Fray tr for the Injluencts '/the Spiri'. 

COME, gracious Spirit, heavenl}^ dove, 
With light and comfort from above ; 
Be thou our guardian, thou our guide, 
O er every thought and step preside. 

2 Conduct us safe, conduct us far 
From every sin and hurtful snare ; 
Lead to thy word that rules must give, 
And teach us lessons how to live. 

3 The light of truth to us display, 

And make us know and choose thy w^ay ; 

Plant holy fear in every heart, 

That we from God may ne'er depart. 

4 Lead us to holiness, the road 

That w^e must take to dwell wath God ; 
Lead us to Christ, the living way, 
Nor let us from his pastures stray. 

5 Lead us to God, our final rest, 
In his enjoj^ment to be bless'd ; 
Lead us to heaven, the seat of bliss, 
Where pleasure in perfection is. 

HYMN 95. L. M. Dr. Watts. 

Th t operations f the Eoli/ Spirii 

ETERNAL Spirit ! w^e confess. 
And sing the wonders of thy grace ; 
Thy power conveys our blessings down 
From God the Father and the Son. 
2 Enlightened by thy heavenly ray, 
Our shades and darkness turn to day : 



HYMN 96^ 97. 429 

Thine inward teachings make us know 
Our danger and our refuge too. 
3 Thy power and glory work within, 

And break the chains of reigning sin ; 
- Our wild imperious lusts subdue. 
And form our wretched hearts anew. 

I 4 The troubled conscience knows thy voice^ 
! Thy cheering words awake our joys, 
1 Thy words allay the stormy wind, 
And calm the surges of the mind. 

HYMN 96. C. M. Dr. Watts. 

I ' The witnessing and sealing spirit. Rom. v'ii '4,16. Eph. i 13,14 | 

WHY should the children of a King 
Go mourning all their days ? 
Great Comforter descend, and bring 
Some tokens of thy grace. 

2 Dost thou not dwell in all the saints, 

And seal the heirs of heaven ? 
i When wilt thou banish my complaints^, 
And show my sins forgiv'n ? 

3 Assure my conscience of her part 

In the Redeemer's blood ; 
And bear thy witness with my hearty 
That I am born of God. 

4 Thou art the earnest of his love, 

The pledge of joys to come : 
And thy soft wings, celestial Dove^ 
Will safe convey me home. 

HYMN 97. L. M. Rippon. 

The I jfiuence of the Spirit 

AS showers on meadows newly mown^ 
Jesus shall shed his blessings down^ 
I Crown'd with whose life-infusing drops^, 
1 Earth shall renew her blissful crops. 

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430 HYMN 98. 

2 Lands that beneath a burning sky 
Have long been desolate and dry, 
Th' effusions of his love shall share, 
And sudden greens and herbage wear. 

3 The dews and rains in all their store, 
Drenching the pastures o'er and o er, 
Are not so copious as that grace 
Which sanctifies and saves our race. 

4 As in soft silence vernal showers 
Descend and cheer the fainting flowers ^ 
So in the secrecy of love 

Falls the sweet influence from above. 

5 That heavenly influence let me find 
In holy silence of the mind, 

While every grace maintains its bloom. 
Diffusing wide its rich perfume. 

6 Nor let these blessings be confin'd 
To me, but pour'd on all mankind, 
'Till earth's wide wastes in verdure rise, 
And a young Eden bless our eyes. 

HYMN 98. L. M. Steele. 

The Influtnces of the Spirit Experienced. John siv. !6, 17, 

DEAR Lord, and shall thy Spirit rest 
In such a wretched heart as mine ? 
Unworthy dwelling ! glorious Guest ! 
Favour astonishing, divine! 

2 When sin prevails, and gloomy fear, 
And hope almost expires in night, 
Lord, can thy Spirit then be here. 

Great spring of comfort, life and light? 

S Sure the blest Comforter is nigh ; 
'Tis he sustains my fainting heart ; 
Else would my hopes for ever die, 
And every cheering ray depart 



HYMN 99. 431 

4 When some kind promise glads my soul, 

Do I not find his healing voice. 
The tempest of my fears control, 

And bid my drooping powers rejoice ? 

5 Whene'er to call the Saviour mine, 

With ardent wish my heart aspires ; 
Can it be less than power divine. 

Which animates these strong desires? 

6 What less than thine Almighty word 

Can raise my heart from earth and dust, 
And bid me cleave to thee, my Lord, 
My life, my treasure, and my trust? 

7 And when my cheerful hope can say, 

I love my God, and taste his grace/' 
Lord, is it not thy blissful ray 

Which brings this dawn of sacred peace ? 

8 Let thy kind Spirit in my heart, 

For ever dwell, O God of love, 
And light and heavenly peace impart, 
Sweet earnest of the joys above. 

HYMN 99. C. M. Dr. Watts. 

Convictien of S>n by tn.t l.arn Rom, vii 8. 9, 14, 24 

LORD, how secure my conscience was^ 
And felt no inward dread ! 
I was alive without the law, 

And thought my sins were dead. 

2 My hopes of heaven were firm and bright;. 

But since the precept came 
With a convincing power and light, 
I find how vile I am. 

3 My guilt appear 'd but small before^, 

'Till terribly I saw 
How perfect, holy, just, and pure, 
Wa3 thine eternal law, 



432 HYMN 100, 101. 

4 Then felt my soul the heavy load ; 

My sins reviv'd again : 
I had provok'd a dreadful God, 
And all my hopes were slain. 

5 Fm like a helpless captive sold, 

Under the power of sin ; 
I cannot do the good I would, 
Nor keep my conscience clean. 

6 My God. I cry with every breath 

For some kind power to save, 
To break the yoke of sin and death, 
And thus redeem the slave. 

HYMN 100. L. M. Dr. Watts. 

Tke Pharisee ani Publican- Luke sviii 10, &c. 

BEHOLD how sinners disagree, 
The Publican and Pharisee ! 
One doth his righteousness proclaim, 
The other owns his guilt and shame. 

2 This man at humble distance stands, 
And cries for grace with lifted hands ; 
That boldly rises near the throne, 
And talks of duties he has done, 

3 The Lord their different language knows, 
And different answers he bestows ; 

The humble soul with grace he crowns, 
While on the proud his anger frowns, 

4 Dear Father, let me never be 
Join'd with the boasting Pharisee ; 
I have no merits of my own, 

But plead the sufferings of thy Son. 

HYMN 101. S. M. Dr. Watts. 

Rtftnianci from a stnse of divine gooduss ; or, a complaint oj ingratiluiii 

IS this the kind return. 
Are these the thanks w^e owe, 



HYMN 102. 433 

Thus to abuse eternal love, 

Whence all our blessings flow ? 

2 To what a stubborn frame 

Has sin reduc'd our mind ! 
What strange rebellious wretehes we^ 
And God as strangely kind ! 

3 [On us he bids the sun 

Shed his reviving rays ; 
For us the skies their circles run, 
To lengthen out our days. 

4 The brutes obey their God, 

And bow their necks to men ; 
But we more base, more brutish things, 
Reject his easy reign.] 

5 Turn, turn us, mighty God, 

And mould our souls afresh ; 
Break, sovereign grace, these hearts of stone. 
And give us hearts of flesh. 

6 Let past ingratitude 

Provoke our weeping eyes, 
And hourly as new mercies fall, 
Let hourly thanks arise. 

HYMN 102. CM. Dr Watts. 

The repe7iting Prodigal Luke xv !3. &c 

BEHOLD the wretch, whose lust and wine. 
Had wasted his estate, 
He begs a share amongst the swine, 
To taste the husks they eat ! 

2 I die with hunger here,'' he cries, 
" I starve in foreign lands ; 

My Father's house has large supplies, 
And bounteous are his hands. 

3 I'll go, and with a mournful tonguC; 

Fall down before his face ; 



434 HYMN 103. 

Father, Fve done thy justice wrong. 

Nor can deserve thy grace/' | 

4 He said, and hastened to his home, l 

To seek his Father's love : 
Th^ Father saw the rebel come, 
And all his bowels move. 

5 He ran and fell upon his neck, 

Embrac'd and kiss'd his son ; 
The rebel s heart with sorrow brake 
For follies he had done. 

6 Take off his clothes of shame and sin," 
(The Father gives command,) 

Dress him in garments white and clean, 
With rings adorn his hand. 

7 A day of feasting I ordain. 

Let mirth and joy abound : 
My son was dead, and lives again ; 
Was lost, and now is found." 

HYMN 103. C. M. Dr. Watts. 

Sifieerity and Hypocrisy ; or. Formalicy in fVortkip. John iv, 24. Psalna csxsix. 23, 2€. 

GOD is a Spirit, just and wise, 
He sees our inmost mind ; 
In vain to heaven we raise our cries, 
And leave our souls behind. 

2 Nothing but truth before his throne 

With honour can appear. 
The painted hypocrites are known. 
Through the disguise they wear. 

3 Their lifted eyes salute the skies. 

Their bended knees the ground ; 
But God abhors the sacrifice 
Where not the heart is found. 

4 Lord, search my thoughts, and try my ways. 

And make my soul sincere ; 



I HYMN 104. 435 

Then shall I stand before thy face, 
And find acceptance there. 

HYMN 104. CM. Dr. Watts. 

I A Living and a Dead Faith, collected from several Scriptures» 

MISTAKEN souls ! that dream of heaven, 
^ And make their empty boast 
; Of inward joys, and sins forgiven, 

1 While they are slaves to lust. 

2 Vain are our fancies, airy flights, 

If faith be cold and dead, 
None but a livmg power unites 
To Christ the liv ing head. 

I 3 'Tis faith that changes all the heart ; 
I 'Tis faith that works by love ; 
I That bids all sinful joys depart, 
And lifts the thoughts above. 

4 'Tis faith that conquers earth and hell 

By a celestial power ; 
This is the grace that shall prevail 
In the decisive hour. 

5 [Faith must obey her Father's will, 

As well as trust his grace ; 
A pardoning God is jealous still 
For his own holiness. 

6 When from the curse he sets us free^ 

He makes our natures clean ; 
Nor would he send his Son to be 
The minister of sin. 

7 His spirit purifies our frame. 

And seals our peace with God ; 
Jesus and his salvation came 
By water and by blood.] 



436 



HYMN 105. 
HYMN 105. C. M. Dr. Watts. 



CkaracUrs of the C^Vdren of God, from several Scriptures. 



O new-born babes desire the breast 



^ To feed, and grow, and thrive ; 
So saints with joy the gospel taste, 
And by the gospel live. 

2 [With inward gust their heart approve 

All that the word relates ; * 
They love the men their Father loves, 
And hate the works he hates.] 

3 [Not all the fiattering baits on earth 

Can make them slaves to lust ; 
They can t forget their heavenly birth, 
Nor grovel in the dust. 

4 Not all the chains that tyrants use 

Shall bind, their souls in vice : 
Faith, like a conqueror, can produce 
A thousand victories.] 

5 [Grace, like an uncorrupted seed, 

Abides and reigns within ; 
Immortal principles forbid 
The sons of God to sin.] 

6 [Not by the terrors of a slave 

Do they perform his will, 
But with the noblest powers they have 
His sweet commands fulfil] 

7 They find access at every hour, 

To God within the veil ; 
Hence they derive a quickening power 
And joys that never fail. 

8 O happy souls ! O glorious state 

Of overflowing grace ! 
To dwell so near their Father s seat, 
And see his lovely face ! 




HYMX 106. 

9 Lord, I address thy heavenly throne ; 
Call me a child of thine, 

Send down the Spirit of thy Son 
To forpi my heart divine. 

10 There shed thy choicest love abroad, 
And make my comforts strong ; 

Then shall I say, my Father^ God, 
With an unwavering tongue. 

HYMN 106. C. M. Dr. Watts. 

Par'tinsr with carnal Joys. 

MY soul forsakes her vain delightj 
And bids the world farewell ; 
Base as the dirt beneath my feet, 
And mischievous as hell. 
I 2 No longer will I ask your love. 

Nor seek your friendship more ; 
The happiness that I approve 
Is not within your power. 
I 3 There's nothing in this dull abode 
I That suits my large desire ; 

To boundless joy and lasting good 
My nobler thoughts aspire. 

4 [Where pleasure rolls its living flood 

From sin and dross refin'd, 
Still springing from the throne of God, 
And fit to cheer the mind. 

5 Th' almighty Ruler of the sphere, 

The glorious and the great, 
Brings his own all-sufficience there 
To make our bliss complete.] 

6 Had I the pinions of a dove, 

rd climb the heavenly road ; 
I There sits my Saviour drest in love^ 
1 And there my smiling God. 
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438 HYMN 107, 108. 

HYMN 107. C. M. Dr. Watts„ 

Love to God 

HAPPY the heart, where graces reigii; 
Where love inspires the breast : 
Love is the brightest of the train, 
And strengthens all the rest. 

2 Knowledge, alas ! 'tis all in vain, 

And all in vain our fear : 
Our stubborn sins will fight and reign, 
If love be absent there. 

3 'Tis love that makes our cheerful feet 

In swift obedience move ; 
The devils know, and tremble too, 
But devils cannot love. 

4 This is the grace that lives and sings, 

When faith and hope shall cease ; 
^Tis this shall strike our joyful strings 
In the sweet realms of bliss. 

5 Before we quite forsake our clay, 

Or leave this dark abode, 
The wings of love bear us away 
To see our smiling God. 

HYMN 108. L. M. Dr. Watts. 

The Vanity of Creatures ; or., no Rest on Earth. 

MAN has a soul of vast desires, 
He burns within with restless fires ; 
Tost to and fro his passions fly 
From vanity to vanity. 

2 In vain on earth we hope to find 
Some solid good to fill the mind ; 
We try new pleasures, but we feel 
The inward thirst and torment still. 

3 So when a raging fever burns, 

We shift from side to side by turns ; 



HYMN 109, 110. 439 

And 'tis a poor relief we gain, 

To change the place^ but keep the pain. 

4 Great God ! subdue this vicious thirst, 
This love to vanity and dust ; 
Cure the vile fever of the mind, 
And feed our souls with joys refin'd. 

HYMN 109. C. M. Dr. Watts. 

Submission to afflictive. Providences. Job i. 21. 

NAKED as from the earth we came. 
And crept to life at first. 
We to the earth return again, 
And mingle with our dust. 

2 The dear delights we here enjoy, 

And fondly call our own. 
Are but short favours borrowed now, 
To be repaid anon. 

3 'Tis God tha,t lifts our comforts high. 

Or sinks them in the grave ; 
He gives and (blessed be his name !) 
He takes but what he gave. 

4 Peace, all our angry passions then, 

Let each rebellious sigh 
Be silent at his sovereign will. 
And every murmur die. 

5 If smiling mercy crown our lives, 

Its praises shall be spread, 
And we'll adore the justice too 
That strikes our comforts dead. 

HYMN 110. L. M. Dr. Watts. 

The Humble enlightened , and carnal Reason huvhJtd ; cr, the Sovereignty] cf Grace. Luke 

X 21 22. 

THERE was an hour when Christ rejoicd^ 
And spoke his joy in words of praise : 
Father, I thank thee, mighty God, 
Lord of the earthy and heavens, and seas. 



440 HYMN 111. 

2 I thank thy sovereign power and love^ 
That crowns my doctrine with success : 
And makes the babes in knowledge learn 
The heights, and breadths, and lengths of 

grace. 

3 But all this glory lies conceal'd, 
From men of prudence and of wit ; 

" The prince of darkness blinds their eyes, 
And their own pride resists the light. 

4 Father, 'tis thus, because thy will 

" Chose and ordain'd it should be so ; 
'Tis thy delight t' abase the proud, 
And lay the haughty scorner low. 

5 There's none can know the Father right, 
" But those who learn it from the Son ; 

Nor can the Son be well received 
^' But where the Father makes him known/' 

6 Then let our souls adore our God, 
That deals his graces as he please ; 
Nor gives to mortals an account, 
Or of his actions or decrees. 

HYMN 111. CM. Dr. Walts. 

JffdctiO'is and Death under Providence. Job v. 6, 7, 8. 

NOT from the dust affliction grows. 
Nor troubles rise by chance ; 
Yet we are born to cares and woes : 
A sad inheritance ! 

2 As sparks break out from burning coals; 

And still are upwards borne ; 
So grief is rooted in our souls, 
And man grows up to mourn. 

3 Yet with my God 1 leave my cause. 

And trust his promis'd grace ; 
He rules me by his well-known laws 
Of love and righteousness. 



HYMN 112, 113. m 
Not all the pains that e'er I bore, 

Shall spoil my future peace, 
For death and hell can do no more 

Than what my Father please. 

HYMN 112. L. M. Dr. Watts, 



Holiness and Grace. Titus ii. 10-13. 



SO let our lips and lives express 
The holy gospel we profess ; 
So let our works and virtues shine^ 
To prove the doctrine all divine. 

2 Thus shall vi^e best proclaim abroad 
The honours of our Saviour, God ; 
When the salvation reigns within, 
And grace subdues the power of sin, 

3 Our flesh and sense must be denied, 
Passion and envy, lust and pride ; 
Whilst justice, temperance, truth and love^ 
Our inward piety approve. 

4 Religion bears our spirits up, 
While we expect that blessed hope, 
The bright appearance of the Lord, 
And faith stands leaning on his word. 

HYMN 113. L. M. Dr. Watts. 

The Christian Race Isa. xl. 28— 3). 

AWAKE our souls, (away our fears, 
Let every trembling thought be gone;) 
Awake and run the heavenly race. 
And put a cheerful courage on. 

5 True, 'tis a strait and thorny road, 

And mortal spirits tire and faint ; 
But they forget the mighty God 

That feeds the strength of every saint 

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442 HYMN 114. 

3 The mighty God, whose matchless power 

Is ever new, and ever young, 
And firm endures, while endless years 
Their everlasting circles run. 

4 From thee, the overflowing spring, 

Our souls shall drink a fresh supply, 
While such as trust their native strength 
Shall melt away, and droop and die. 

5 Swift as an eagle cuts the air, 

We'll mount alol't to thine abode ; 
On wings of love our souls shall fly. 
Nor tire amidst the heavenly road. 

HYMN 114. C. M. Dr. Watts. 

Spiritual Apparel, {viz ) ike Robe of Rig/itcousnesSy and Giirments of Salvation. Isa. ixi 10, 

AWAKE my heart, arise my tongue^ 
Prepare a tuneful voice ; 
In God, the life of all my joys^, 
Aloud will I rejoice. ^ 

2 'Tis he adorn'd ray naked soul^ . 

And made salvation mine ; 
Upon a poor polluted worm 
He makes his graces shine. 

3 And lest the shadow of a spot 

Should on my soul be found, 
He took the robe the Saviour wrought^ 
And cast it all around. 

4 How far this heavenlj^ robe exceeds 

What earthly princes wear ! 
These ornaments how bright they shine I 
How white the garments are ! 

5 The Spirit wrought my faith and love^ 

And hope and every grace ; 
But Jesus spent his life, to work 
The robe of righteousness. 



HYMN 115, 116. 443 

Strangely, my soul, art thou array'd 

By the great sacred Three ! 
In sweetest harmony of praise 
Let all thy powers agree. 

HYMN 115. C. M. Dr. Watts, 

Lov and Charity. > Cor. xiii 2—12. 

ET Pharisees of high esteem 
Their faith and zeal declare ; 
All their religion is a dream, 
If love be wanting there. 

2 Love suffers long with patient eye^ 

Nor is provok'd in haste ; 
She lets the present injury die, 
And long forgets the past. 

3 [Malice and rage, those fires of hell^ 

She quenches with her tongue ; 
Hopes and believes, and thinks no ill^ 
Though she endures the wrong.] 

4 [She ne'er desires nor seeks to know 

The scandals of the time ; 
Nor looks with pride on those below^ 
Nor envies those that climb ] 

5 She lays her own advantage by. 

To seek her neighbour's good ; 
So God's own Son came down to die, 
And bought our lives with blood. 

6 Love is the grace th^t keeps her power. 

In all the realms above; 
There faith and hope are known no morej, 
But samts for ever love. 

HYMN 116. L. M. Dr. Watts, 

Ue walk bif Faith, not by Sight. 

^nniS by the faith of joys to come 
A We walk thro* deserts dark as nighty 



444 HYMN 117. 

Till we arrive at heaven, our home ; 
Faith is our guide, and faith our light. 

2 The want of sight she well supplies. 

She makes the pearly gates appear ; 
Far into distant worlds she pries, 
And brings eternal glories near. 

3 Cheerful we tread the desert through, 

While faith inspires a heavenly ray, 
Though lions roar and tempests blow, 
And rocks and dangers fill the way. 

4 So Abrah'm, by divine command. 

Left his own house to walk with God ; 
His faith beheld the promis d land, 
And fir'd his zeal along the road. 

HYMN 117. C. M. Dr Watts. 

Vnfmiif Illness, Ignorance, and unsanctified Affections. 

LONG have I sat beneath the sound 
Of thy salvation, Lord! 
But still how weak my faith is found^ 
And knowledge of thy word ! 

2 Oft I frequent thy holy place, 

And hear almost in vain ; 
How small a portion of thy grace 
My memory can retain ! 

3 [My hope, my portion, and my God, 

How little art thou known 
By all thejudgments of thy rod, 
And blessings of thy throne !] 

4 [How cold and feeble is mj love ! 

How neghgent my fear ! 
How low my hope of joys above ! 
How few affections there ! 

5 Great God ! thy sovereign power impart^ 

To give thy word ^success ; 



HYMN 118. ^5 

Write thy salvation in my hearty 
And make me learn thy grace. 

6 Show my forgetful feet the way 
That leads to joys on high ; 
There knowledge grows without decay^ 
And love shall never die.] 

HYMN lid C. M. Dr. Doddridge. 

Being in the Fear of God al' the Day long Prov. xxiii. 17. 

THRICE happy souls, who, born of heaven.^ 
While yet they sojourn here, 
Humbly begin their days with God^ 
And spend them in his fear. 

2 So may our eyes with holy zeal 

Prevent the dawning day ; 
And turn the sacred pages o'er, 
And praise thy name and pray. 

3 'Midst hourly cares may love present 

Its incense to thy throne ; 
And, while the world our hands employs^ 
Our hearts be thine alone. 

4 As sanctified to noblest ends, 

Be each refreshment sought : 
And by each various providence 
Some wise instruction brought. 

5 When to laborious duties call'd, 

Or by temptations tried, 
We'll seek the sheiter of thy wings^ 
And in thy strength confide. 

6 As different scenes of life arise, 

Our grateful hearts would be 
With thee, amidst the social band^, 
In solitude with thee. 

7 At night we lean our weary heads 

On thy paternal breast ; 



446 HYMN 119. 

And, safely folded in thine arms, 
Resign our powers to rest. 

8 In solid, pure delights, like these, 
Let all my days be past ; 
Nor shall I then impatient wish, 
Nor shall I fear the last. 

HYMN 119. L. M. Dr. Watts' Sermons. 

Gravity and Decency 

BEHOLD the sons, the heirs of God, 
So dearly bought with Jesus' blood ! J 
Are they not born to heavenly joys, 
And shall they stoop to earthly toys ? 

2 Can laughter feed th* immortal mind ? 
Were spirits of celestial kind 

Made for a jest, for sport and play, 
To wear out time, and waste the day ? 

3 Doth vain discourse, or empty mirth 
Well suit the honours of their birth ? 
Shall they be fond of gay attire. 
Which children love, and fools admire ? 

4 What if we wear the richest vest. 
Peacocks and flies are better drest ; 
This flesh, with all its gaudy forms, 
Must drop to dust, and feed the worms. 

5 Lord, raise our hearts and passions higher ; 
Touch our vain souls with sacred fire ; 
Then with a heaven- directed eye, 
We'll pass these glittering trifles by, 

6 We'll look on all the toys below 
With such disdain as angels do ; 
And wait the call that bids us rise 
To mansions promis'd in the skies. 



HYMN 120, 121. 447 
HYMN 120. L. M. Rippon. 

Liberality ; or, the Duty and Pleasures of Benevolence. 

OWHAT stupendous mercy shines 
Around the Majesty of heaven ? 
Rebels he deigns to call his sons, 
1 Their souls renew'd, their sins forgiven, 

i§ Go, imitate the grace divine, 
The grace that blazes like a sun ; 
Hold forth your fair, though feeble lights 

I Through all your lives let mercy run. 

3 Upon your bounty's w^illing wings, 

Swift let the great salvation fly ; 
I The hungry feed, the naked clothe, 
j To pain and sickness help apply. 

14 Pity the weeping widow's wo. 
And be her counsellor and stay ; 
Adopt the fatherless, and smooth 

I; To useful, happy life, his way. 

5 Let age, with want and weakness bow'd, 
Your bowels of compassion move ; 

Let e'en your enemies be bless'd. 
Their hatred recompens'd with love. 

6 When all is done, renounce your deeds, 
Renounce self-righteousness with scorn ; 
Thus will you glorify your God, 

And thus the christian name adorn. 

HYMN 121. C. M. Dr. Doddridge. 

! Love to our Ntig/ibovr ; fir, the Good Samaritan. Luke x. 29-37. 

FATHER of mercies, send thy grace^ 
I All powerful from above, 

j To form in our obedient souls, 
I The image of thy love. 

1^ O may our sympathizing breasts 
That generous pleasure know ; 



448 HYMN 122. 

Kindly to share in others joy. 
And weep for others wo. 

3 When the most helpless sons of grief 

In low distress are laid, 
Soft be our hearts their pains to feel, 
A.nd swift our hands to aid. 

4 So Jesus look'd on dying man, 

When thron'd above the skies ; 
And 'midst th' embraces of his God/ 
He felt compassion rise. 

5 On wings of love the Saviour flew 

To raise us from the ground ; 
And shed the richest of his blood, 
A balm for every wound. 

H k MN 122. S. M. Favvcett. 

L' ve, to the Bathren. 

BLEST be the tie that binds 
Our hearts in Christian love; 
The fellowship of kindred minds 
Is like to that above. 

2 Before our Father's throne 

We pour our a. dent prayers ; 
Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one, 
Our comforts and our cares, 

3 We share our mutual woes ; 

Our mutual burdens bear ; 
And often for each other flows 
The sympathizing tear. 

4 When we asunder part, 

It gives us inward pain, 
But we shall still be join'd in heart. 
And hope to meet again. 

5 This glorious hope revives 

Our courage by the way : 



HYMN 123 124. 449 

While each in expectation lives, 
And longs to see the day. 
6 From sorrow, toil, and pain. 
And sin, we shall be free ; 
And perfect love and friendship reign 
Through all eternitj. 

H MN 123. S. M. Beddome. 

Christian Love. Gal iii 28. 

IET party-names no more 
The Christian world o erspread ; 
Gentile and, Jew, and bond and free 
Are one in Christ their head. 
2 Among the saints on earth 
Let mutual love be found ; 
Heirs of the same inheritance 
With mutual blessings crown'd. 
"3 Let envy, child of hell! 
Be banish 'd far away ; 
Those should in strictest friendship dwells 
Who the same Lord obey. 
4 Thus will the church below 
Resemble that above, 
Where streams of pleasure ever flow^ 
And every heart is love. 

HYMN 124. . L. M. Dr. Watts. 

Luve and Entud. Phil ii. 2. Eph. iv 30, .-c 

NOW, bj the bowels of my God, 
- His sharp distress, his sore complaints^, 
By his last groans, his dying blood, 
I charge my soul to love. the saints. 
2 Clamour, and wrath, and war be gone. 
Envy and spite for ever cease ; 
Let >)itter words no more be known 
Among the saints, the sons of peace* 
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450 HYMN 125, 126. 

3 The Spirit, like a peaceful dove. 

Flies from th' realms of noise and strife ; 
Why should we yex and grieve his love, 
Who seals our souls to heavenly life. 

4 Tender and kind be all our thoughts. 

Through all our lives let mercy run : 
So God forgives our numerous faults, 
For the dear sake of Christ his Son. 

HYMN 125. L- M. Dr. S. Stennett. 

Pride lamented. 

OFT have I turn'd mine eye within, 
And brought to light some latent sin : 
But pride, the vice I most detest, 
Still lurks securely in my breast. 

2 Here with a thousand arts she tries 
To dress me in a fair disguise. 

To make a guilty, wretched w^orm 
Put on an ang-el's brio;htest form. 

3 She hides my follies from mine eyes, 
And lifts mj virtues to the skies ; 
And while the specious tale she tells, 
Her own deformity conceals. 

4 Rend, O my God, the veil away, 
Bring forth the monster to the day : 
Expose her hideous form to view, 
And all her restless power subdue. 

5 So shall humility divine 

Again possess this heart of mine ; 
And form a temple for my God, 
Which he will make his lov'd abode, 

• HYMN 126. C. M. Newton. 

Remembrance of happier Days, 

SWEET was the time when first I felt 
The Saviour's pardoning blood 



HYMN 127. 451 

Applied, to cleanse my soul from guilt. 
And bring me home to God. 

2 Soon as the morn the light reveal 'd. 

His praises tun'd my tongue : 
And when the evening shades prevail 'd. 
His love was all mv song;. 

3 In vain the tempter spread his wiles 

The world no more could charm ; 
I liv'd upon my Saviour's smiles, 
And lean'd upon his arm. 

4 In prayer my soul drew near the Lord. 

And saw his glory shine ; 
And when I read his holy word^^ 
I caird each promise mine. 

5 Then to his saints I often spoke 

Of what his love had done ; 
But now my heart is almost broke. 
For all my joys are gone. 

6 Now when the evening shade prevails. 

My soul in darkness mourns ; 
And when the morn the light reveals, 
No light to me returns. 

7 My prayers are now an empty noise, 

For Jesus hides his face ; 
I read, the promise meets my eyes, 
But will not reach my case. 

8 Now Satan threatens to prevail. 

And make my soul his prey : 
Yet, Lord, thy mefcies cannot fail ; 
O come without delay. 

HYMN 127. C. M. Dr. Watts. 

Tlw Pilgrrmagt o,' the Saints ; or, Earth and Heaven. 

LORD ! what a wretched land is this. 
That yields us no supply, 



452 HYMN 127. 

No cheering fruits, no wholesome trees, 
Nor streams of living joy. 

2 But piercing thorns through all the ground . 

And mortal poisons grow, 
And ail the rivers that are found, 
With dangerous waters flow. 

3 Yet the dear path to thine abode 

Lies through this weary land ; 
Lord ! we would keep that heavenly road. 
And run at thy command. 

4 [Our souls shall tread the desert through 

With undiverted feet ; 
And faith and flaming zeal subdue 
The terrors that we meet.] 

5 [A thousand savage beasts of prey 

Around the forest roam ; 
But Judah's lion guards the way. 
And guides the strangers home.] 

6 [Long nights and darkness dwell below, 

With scarce a twinkling ray ; 
But the bright world to which we go 
Is everlasting day ] 

7 [By glimmering hopes and gloomy fears. 

We trace the sacred road. 
Thro' dismal deeps and dangerous snares 
We make our way to God.] 

8 Our journey is a thorny maze, 

But we march upward still, 
Forget these troubles' of the way^ 
And reach at Zion'shill. 

9 [See the kind angels at the gates, 

Inviti-g us to come ; 
Thf^re Jesus the forerunner waits, 
To welcome travellers home.] 



HYMN 128. 453 

10 There on the hills of life and peace 

Our raptur'd souls shall dwell, 
Our toils recount, our Saviour bless^ 
And all his triumphs tell. 

11 [No vain discourse shall fill ourtongue^ 

Nor trifles vex our ear ; 
Infinite grace shall be our song. 
And God rejoice to hear.] 

12 Eternal glory to the King 

That brought us safely through ; 
Our tongue shall never cease to singy 
And endless praise renew. 

HYMN 128. CM. Dr. Watts. 

Backslidings, and Returns ; or, the Inconstancy of our Love. 

'WI heart so far from thee, 

V f My God, my chief delight ? 
Why are my thoughts no more by day 
With thee, no more by night? 

2 [Why should mj foolish passions rove ? 

\V here can such sweetness be 
As I have tasted in thj love, 
As I have found in thee ?] 

3 When my forgetful soul renews 

The savour of thy grace, 
Fondly I hope I ne'er shall los@ 
The relish ail my days. 

4 But ere one fleeting hour is past. 

The flattering world employs 
Some sensual bait to seize my taste^ 
And to pollute my joys. 

5 [Trifles of nature, or of art. 

With fair deceitful charms, 
Intrude into my thoughtless heart, 
And thrust me from thine arms.] 
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454 HYMN I'^d. 

6 Then I repent and vex my soul, 

That 1 ho.ild leave thee so ; 
Where wil. those wild affections roll 
That let the Saviour go ? 

7 [Sin's promis d joys are turned to pain,. 

And I am drown'd in grief ; 
But my dear Lord returns again;. 
He flies to my relief 

8 Seizing my soul with sweet surprise^ 

He draws with loving bands; 
Divine compassion in his eyes. 
And pardon in his hands.] 

9 [Wretch that I am, to w^ander thus^ 

In chase of false delight! 
Let me be fastened to thj cross, 
Rather than lose thy sight] 

10 [Make haste, my days, to reach the goal^ 

And bring my heart to rest 
On the dear centre of mj soul, 
Mj God my Saviour s breast] 

HYMN 129. G M. Dn Watts. 

PrtsmnptioH (7» / Des,i/a!r: or, Satan'' s various Temptations. 

I HATE the tempter and his charms^ 
I hate his flattering breath : 
The serpent takes a thousand forms 
To cheat our souls to death. 

2 He feeds our hopes with airy dreams, 

Or kills with slavish fear : 
And holds us still in wide extremes, 
Presumption or devspair. 

3 Now he persuades, how easy 'tis 

" To walk the road to heaven 
Anon he swells our sins, and cries, 
They cannot be forgiven '[ 



j HYMN 130. 

i 4 [He bids young sinners. " yet forbear 
j To think of God or death ; 

I " For prayer and devotion are 
I ^' But melancholy breath/' 

' 5 He tells the aged " they mustdie^ 

" And 'tis too late to pray ; 
I In vain for mercy now they cry, 
! " For they have lost their day/'] 

I 6 Thus he supports his cruel throne 
By mischief and deceit, 
And drags the sons of Adam down 
I To darkness and the pit. 

I 7 Almighty God, cut short his power, 
Let him in darkness dwell ; 
And. that he vex the earth no more^ 
Confine him down to hell. 

HYMN 130. C, M. Dr. Watts. 

Love tolhe Crealuns is dangerous 

en W vain are all things here below ! 
Flow false and yet how fair! 
Each pleasure hath its poison too. 
And every sweet a snare. 

^ The brightest things below the sky 
Give but a flattering light ; 
We should suspect some danger nigh, 
Where we possess delight. 

3 Our dearest joys, and nearest friends, 

The partners of our l3lood, 
How they divide our wavering minds. 
And leave but half for God. 

4 The fondness of a creature's love. 

How strong it strikes the sense ! 
Thith rthe v\arm affections move^ 
Nor can we call them thence. 



4b6 HYMN 181, 13^. 

5 Dear Saviour ! let thy beauties be 
My souFs eternal thod ; 
And grace command my heart away 
From all created good. 

HYMN 131. L. M. Dr. Watts. 

Comfort under Sorrows and Pains 

NOW let the Lord my Saviour smile. 
And show my name upon his heart 
I would forget my pains a while, 
And in the pleasure lose the smart 

2 But oh! it swells my sorrows high, 

To seethe blessed Jesus frown; 
My spirits sink, my comforts die, 
And all the springs of life are down. 

3 Yet why, my souL why these complaints 

Still while he frowns, his b(jwels move 
Still on his heart he bears his saints, 
And feels their sorrows, and his love. 

4 My name is printed on his breast ; 

his book of life contains my name : 
rd rather have it there impress 'd, 
Than in the bright records of fame. 

5 When the last fire burns all things here^ 

Those letters shall securely stand, 
And in the Lamb's fair book appear, 
Writ by th' eternal Father's hand. 

6 Now shall my minutes smoothly run, 

Whilst here I vyait my Father's will ; 
My rising and my setting sun 

Roll gently up and down the hill. 

HYMN 132. C. M. Dr. Watts. 

Redemption and Prolectionfrom spiriUta' E itmres- 

ARISE, my soul, my joyful powers. 
And triumph in my God ; 



i HYMN ISS. 457 

i Awake, my voice, and loud proclaim 
i His glorious grace abroad, 
j 2 He rais'd me from the deeps of sin, 
j The gates of gaping hell, 
! And fix'd my standing more secure 
; Than 'twas before I fell. 
I 3 The arms of everlasting love 
Beneath my soul he plac'd, 
1 And on the Rock of ag-e^ set 
My slippery footsteps fast 
4 The city of my bless'd abode 
I Is waird around with grace ; 
j Salvation for a bulwark stands 
j To shield the sacred p i ace. 

15 Satan may vent his sharpest spite^ 
I And all his legions roar ; 

Almighty mercy guards my life, 
j And bounds his raging power. 

6 Arise, my soul, awake my voice; 
And tunes of pleasure sing; 
Loud Hallelujahs shall address 
My Saviour and my King. 

. HYMN 133. C. M. Dr. Watts. 

I Thf •w'jrWs three chitf Temptations. 

WHEN in the light of faith divine 
We look on things below, 
Honour and gold and sensual joy, 
How vain and dangerous too! 
2 [Honour's a puff of noisy breath ; 
Yet men expose their blood, 
And venture everlasting death, 
i To gain that airy good. 
I 3 While others starve the nobler mind, 
I And feed on shining dust, 



458 HYMN 134. 

They rob the serpent of his food, 
T' indulge a sordid lust] 

4 The pleasures that allure our sense 

Are dangerous snares to souls ; 
There's but a drop of flattering sweet. 
And dash'd with bitter bowls. 

5 God is my all-sufficient good, 

My portion and my choice ; 
In him my vast desires are fiil'd. 
And all my powers rejoice. 

6 In vain the wwld accosts my ear^ 

And tempts my heart anew ; 
I cannot buy your bliss so dear^ 
Nor part with heaven for you. 

HYMN 134. C. M. Dr. Watts. 

Gad'j Presence is Light in Darkness. 

MY God ! the spring of all my joy^. 
The life of my delights, 
The glory of my brightest days. 
And comfort of my nights. 

2 In darkest shades if he appear 

My dawning is begun ! 
He is my soul's sweet morning star. 
And he my rising sun. 

3 The opening heavens around me shine 

With beams of sacred bliss, 
While Jesus shows his heart is mine. 
And whi.vpers I am his ! 

4 My soul would leave this heavy clay, 

At th it transporting word. 
Run up with joy the shining way, ||^^ 
T' embrace my dearest Lord. i^if 

5 Fearless of hell and ghastly death., 

I'd break through every foe : 



HYMN 135, 136. 459 

The wings of love, and arms of faith. 
Should bear me conqueror through. 

HYMN 135. Cm. Dr. Watts. 

E FENCE from my soul sad thoughts begone^ 
i And leave me to my jojs : 
My \'m2}^e shall tri* mphin my God^ 
And make a joyful noise. 

2 Darkness and doubts had veiFd ray mind^ 

And drown 'd my head ir* tears, 
'Til^ sovereign grace with shining rays^ 
Dispeird my gloomy fears. 

3 O! what immortal joys I felt^ 

And raptures af! divine, 
When Jesus told me I was his. 
And my beloved mine ! 

4 In vain the tempter frights my soul^ 

And breaks my peace in vain ; 
One glimpse, dear Saviour, of thy face 
Revives my joys again. 

HYMN 136. C. M. Dr. S. Stennett 

Pleading mith God under Affliction 

WHY should a living man complain 
Of deep distress within, • 
Since every sigh , and every pain 
Is but the fruit of sin ? 

2 No, Lord. I'll patiently submit^ 

Nor ever dare rebel ; 
Yet sure I may, here at thy feet, 
My painful feelings tell. 

3 Thou seest what floods of sorrow rise, 

And beat upon my soul : 
One trouble to another cries, 
Billows on billows roll. 



460 HYMN 137, 138. 

4 From fear to hope, and hope to fear, 

My ship w reck 'd soul is tost ; 
'Til! I am tempted in despair 
To give up all for lost. 

5 Yet through the stormy clouds I'll look 

Once more to thee, my God : 
O fix my feet upon a rock, 
Beyond the gBping flood. 

6 One look of mercy from thy face 

Will set my heart at ease ; 
One all-com bl inding word of grace 
Will make the tempest cease. 

HYMN 137. C. M. Dr. Doddridge. 

Go., rrav ,:g Pcacf- t . hii People r?alm Ixxx? 8. 




And thou, my sool, sit gently down 
At thy great Sovereign's feet. 



2 Jehovah's avv ful voice is heard. 

Yet ghd\y I attend; 
For lo! the everiastivjo; God 
Proclaims himself my Friend, 

3 Harmonious accents to my soul 

The sounds of peace con ey ; 
The tempest at his word subsides, 
And x^ inds and seas obey 

4 By all its joys, I charge my heart, 

To grieve his love no more ; 
But, charm 'd by melody divine, 
To give its follies o'er. 

HYMN 138. C. M. Beddome. 

Eu :o iatioiis to Corjidence in G'd. 

YE trembling souls, di- mis^s your fears; 
Be mercy all your theme ; 



HYMN 139. 4til 

Mercy, which like a river flows 
In one continued stream. 

2 Fear not the powers of earth and hell ; 

God will these powers restrain ; 
His mighty arm their rage repel; 
And make their efforts vain. 

3 Fear not the want of outward good. 

He will for his provide ; 
Grant them supplies of daily food . 
And give them heaven beside. 

4 Fear not that he will e er forsake. 

Or leave his work undone ; 
He's faithful to his promises. 
And faithful to his Son. 

5 Fear not the terrors of the grave. 

Or death's tremendous sting; 
He will from endless wrath preserve, 
To endless glory bring. 

6 You in his wisdom, power and grace, 

May confidently trust; 
His wisdom guides, his power protects, 
His grace rewards the just. 

HYMN 139. L. M. Dr. Watts. 

The triumph of faith ; or, CkrisVs unchangeable love. Horn. Tiii. 33, &c. 

WHO shall the Lord's elect condemn ; 
'Tis God that justifies their souls, 
And mercy, like a mighty streappi. 
O'er all their sins divinely rolls 

2 Who shall adjudge the saints to hell ? 
'Tis Christ that suffered in their stead ; 
And the salvation to fulfil, 

Behold him rising from the dead. 



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462 HYMN 140. 

3 He lives ! he lives ! and sits above. 

For ever interceding there : |( 
"Who shall divide us from his love, 
Or what should tempt us to despair? 

4 Shall persecution or distress. 

Famine, or sword, or nakedness? 
He that hath lov'd us. bears us through, 
And makes us more than conquerors too. 

5 Faith hath an overcoming power, 

It triumphs in the dying hour : 
Christ is our life, our joy, our hope, 
Nor can we sink with such a prop. 

6 Not all that men on earth can do. 

Nor powers on high, nor powers below. 
Shall cause his mercy to remove, 

Or wean our hearts from Christ our love. 

HYMN 140. L. M. Dr. Watts. 

Our orvn Weakness, and Christ our Strength. 2 Cor xii. 7. 9, 10 

LET me but hear my Saviour say, 
Strength shall be equal to the day; 
Then I rejoice in deep distress, 
Leaninf>: on all-sufficient o;race. 

2 I glory in infirmity. 

That Christ's own power may rest on me ; 
When I am weak, then am I strong, 
Grace is my shield and Christ my song. 

3 I can do all things, or can bear 
All sufferings, if my Lord be there ; 
Sweet pleasures mmgle with the pains, 
While his left hand my head sustains. 

4 But if the Lord be once withdrawn, 
And we attempt the work alone, 
When new temptations spring and rise^ 
We find how great our weakness is. 



HYMN 141, 142. 463 

5 So Samson, when his hair was lost. 
Met the Philistines to his cost ; 
Shook his vain limbs with sad surprise. 
Made feeble fight;, and lost his eyes 

HYMN 141. C. M. Dr. Watts. 

The, examples of Christ and the Saints. 

GIVE me the wings of faith to rise, 
Within the veil, and see 
The saints above, how great their joys^ 
How bright their glories be. 

2 Once they were mourning here below, 

And wet their couch with tears ; 
They wrestled hard, as we do now, 
With sins, and doubts, and fears. 

3 I ask them whence their victory came ? 

-They with united breath, 
Ascribe their conquest to the Lamb, 
Their triumph to his death. 

4 They mark'd the footsteps that he trod, 

(His zeal inspired their breast;) 
And following their incarnate God, 
Possess 'd the promis'd rest. 

5 Our glorious Leader claims our praise, 

For his own pattern given; 
While the long croud of witnesses 
Show the same path to heaven. 

HMYN 142. CM. Dr Watts. 

The. snfxt i ■-!!!<: t cho. or th^ Cfivch I>a x-vi 1, 2. 3, 4, 5, 6, 

IJI O W honourable is the place, 
-i- Where we adoring stand ; 
Zion the glory of the earth, 
And beauty ot the iand ! 

2 Bulwarks of mighty grace defend 
The city where we dwell ; 



464 HYMN 143. 

The walls of strong salvation made. 
Defy th' assaults of hell. 

3 Lift up the everlasting gates, 

The doors wide open fling : 
Enter j^e nations that obey 
The statutes of our King. 

4 Here shall you taste unmingled joys. 

And live in perfect peace : 
You that have known Jehovah's name,. 
And ventured on his grace. 

5 Trust in the Lord, for ever trust. 

And banish all your fears ; 
Strength in the Lord Jehovah dwells, 
Eternal as his years. 

6 What though the rebels dwell on high, 

His arm shall bring them low ; 
Low as the caverns of the grave 
Their lofty heads shall bow. 

7 On Babylon our feet shall tread, 

In that rejoicing hour ; 
The ruins of her walls shall spread 
A pavement for the poor. 

HYMN 143. CM. Dr. Watts. 

A vision 0/ the Kingdom Christ among Men Rev. xxi. 1, ?, 3, 4. 

LO, what a glorious sight appears 
To our believing eyes, 
The ^arth and seas are pass'd away, 
And the old rolling skies. 

2 From the third heaven, where God resides, 

That holy, happy place, 
The New Jerusalem comes down. 
Adorn'd with shining grace. 

3 Attending angels shout for joy^ 

And the bright armies sing, 



HYMN 144. 435 

Mortals, behold the sacred seat 
Of your descending King. 

4 The God of glory down to men 
" Removes his bless'd abode; 
Men the dear objects of his grace, 
" And he the lov ing God. 

5 " His own kind hand shall wipe the tears 

From every weeping eye, 
And pains. andgroans, and griefs, andfears, 
" And death itself shall die." . 

6 How long, dear Saviour, O how long 

Shall this bright hour delay ? 
Fly swifter round, ye wheels of time, 
And bring the welcome day. 

HYMN 144. L. M. Dr. Watt5. 

The Beititudes. Matt, v. 2-12. 

rT3LESS'D are the humble souls that see 

Their emptiness and poverty ; 
Treasures of grace to them are given, 
And crowns of joy laid up in heaven.] 

2 [Bless'd are the men of broken heart. 
Who mourn for sin with inward smart; 
The blood of Christ divinely flows, 
A healing balm for all their woes.] 

B [Bless d are the meek who stand afar 
From rage and passion, noise and war : 
God will secure their happy state, 
And plead their cause against the great ] 

4 [Bless'd are the souls that thirst for grace. 
Hunger and long for righteousness ; 
They shall be well supply 'd, and fed 
With living streams and living bread.] 

5 [Bless'd are the men whose bowels move^ 
And melt with sympathy and love ; 

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466 IFIYMN 145. 

From Christ, the Lord, shall they obtain 
Like sympathy and love again.] 

6 [Bless 'd are the pure, whose hearts are clean 
From the defiling power of sin ; 

With endless pleasure they shall see 
A God of spotless purity.] 

7 [Bless 'd are the men of peaceful life, 

Who quench the coals of growing strife ; 
They shall be call'd the heirs of bliss, 
The sons of God, the God of peace ] 

8 [Bless'd are the sufferers who partake 
Of pain and shame for Jesu's sake ; 
Their souls shall triumph in the Lord, 
Glory and joy are their reward.] 

HYMN 145. S. M. Dr. Watts. 

The hhssedntss o/'Gospd timrs : or, the RtvtlnVon of Christ to Jens and GintiUs. 
Isa. V 2, 7, 8,9, 10. JMalt. xiii 16, 17. 

HOW beauteous are their feet, 
Who stand on Zion's hill ; 
Who bring salvation on their tongues 
And words of peace reveal ! 

2 How charming is their voice, 

How sweet their tidings are! 
Zion, behold thy Saviour-King, 
He reigns and triumphs here." 

3 How happy are our ears, 

That hear ijiis joyful sound, 
Which kings and prophets waited fon^ 
And sought, but never found! 

4 How blessed are our eyes. 

That see this heavenly light ; 
Prophets and kings desir d it long. 
But died without the sight 



HYMN 146. 4«7 

5 The watchmen join their voice, 

And tuneful notes employ ; 
Jerusalem breaks forth in songs. 
And deserts learn the joy. 

6 The Lord makes bare his arm 

Through all the earth abroad; 
Let every nation now behold 
Their Saviour and their God. 

HYMN 146, L. M. Dr. Watts. 

The pleasures of a good Conscience. 

LORD, how secure and blest are they 
Who feel the joys of pardon'd sin! 
Should storms of wrath shake earth and sea. 
Their minds have heaven and peace within. 

2 The day glides swiftly o'er their heads, 
Made up of innocence and love ; 

And soit and silent as the shades, 
Their nightly minutes gently move. 

3 [Quick as their thoughts their joys come on, 

But fly not half so swift away ; 
Their souls are ever bright as noon. 
And calm as summer evenings be. 

4 How oft they look to heavenly hills. 
Where streams of livmg pleasures flow. 
And longing hopes and cheerful smiles 
Sit undisturb'd upon their brow ] 

5 They scorn to seek our golden toys, 
But spend the day and shnre the night. 
In numbering o'er the richer joys 
That heaven prepares for their delight. 

6 While wretched we, like worms and moles. 
Lie groveUing in the dust beSow, 
Almighty grace renew ot;r souls, 

And we'll aspire to glory too.^ 



4^38 HYMN 147, 148. 

HYMN 147. C. M. Dr. Watts. 

Saivatio 

SALVATION! O the joyful sound, 
'Tis pleasure to our ears ; 
A sovereign balm for every wound, 
A cordial for our fears. 

2 Bury'd in sorrow and in sin, 

At hell's dark door we lay ; 
But we arise by grace div ine, 
To see a heavenly day. 

3 Salvation ! let the echo fly 

The spacious earth around, 
While all the armies of the sky 
Conspire to raise the sound. 

HYMN 148. S M. Dr. Watts. 

Htavenly joys on Earth, 

r|^OME, we that love the Lord, 
And let our joys be known ; 
Join in a song with sweet accord , 
And thus surround the throne. 

2 The sorrows of the mind 

Bebanish'd from this places- 
Religion never was designed 
To make our pleasures less.] 

3 Let those refuse to sing 

That never knew our God, 
But favVites of the heavenly King 
May speak their jojs abroad. 

4 The God that rules on high, 

And thunders when he please, 
That rides upon the stormy sky, 
And manages the seas : 
. 5 This awful God is ours 

Our Father and our lovej 



j HYMN 149. 469 

He shall send down his heavenly powers 
i To carry us above. 

i 6 There shall we see his face, 
1 And never, never sin ; 

1 There, from the rivers of his grace^ 

Drink endless pleasures in, 

7 Yes, and before we rise 

To that immortal state, 
The thoughts of such amazing bliss 
Should constant joys create. 

8 [The men of grace have found 

Glory begun below ; 
Celestial fruits on earthly ground, 
From faiti^ and hope may grow.] 

9 [The hill of Zion yields 

A thousand sacred sweets. 
Before we reach the heavenly fields. 
Or walk the golden streets. 

10 Then let our songs abound, 

And every tear be dry ; 
We're marching thro' Immanuers ground 
To fairer worlds on high.] 

HYMN 149. L. M. Steele. 

Happy povtrty ; or, the poor in spirit blessed. Matt. v. 3. 

\TE humble souls complain no more ; 
X Let faith survey your future store ; 
How happy, how divinely blest, 
The sacred words of truth attest. 

2 When conscious grief laments sincere, 
And pours the penitential tear, 
Hope points to your dejected eyes, 
The bright reversion in the skies. 

S In vain the sons of wealth and pride 
Despise your lot, your hopes deride ; 



470 HYMN 150. 

In vain they boast their little stores, 
Trifles are theirs; a kingdom yours : 

4 A kingdom of immense delight. 
Where health, and peace, and joy unite; 
Where undeclining pleasures rise, 

And every wish hath full supplies: 

5 A kingdom which can ne er decay , 
While time sweeps earthly thrones away 
The state which power and truth sustain, 
Unmov'd for ever must remain. 

6 There shall your eyes with rapture view 
The glorious Friend that died for you ; 
That died to ransom, died to raise 

To crowns of joy, and songs of praise. 

7 Jesus, to thee I breathe my prayer, 
Reveal, confirm my interest there : 
Whate'er mj humble lot below, 
This, this my soul desires to know! 

8 O let me hear that voice divine 
Pronounce the glorious blessing mine! 
Enroll'd among thy happy poor. 
My largest wishes ask no more. 

HYMN 150. L. M. Dr. Doddridge. 

Rfjo Xing in God. Jer. ix. 23, 24. 

THE righteous Lord, supremely great, 
M iio tains his universal state ; 
O'er ail the earth his power extends. 
All heaven before his footstool bends. 

2 Yet justice still with power presides, 
And mercy all his empire guides; 
Mercy and truth are his delight, 
And saints are lovely in his sight. 

3 No more, ye wise, your wisdom boast, 
No more, ye strong, your valour trust : 



HYMN 151. 471 

No more, ye rich, survey your store^ 
Elate with heaps of shining ore. 

4 Glory, ye saints, in this alone. 

That God, your God, to you is known ; 
That you have own'd his sovereign sway^ 
That you have felt his cheering ray 

5 Our wisdom, wealth, and power we find 
In one Jehovah all combin'd ; 

On him we fix our roving eyes, 
And all our souls in raptures rise. 

6 Ail else, which we our treasure call, 
May in one fata! moment fail ; 

But what their happioess can move, 
Whom God the blessed deigns to love? 

H\MN 151. S. M. Dr Doddridge. 

Rejoicing inthe ways of God Pf.al-r: cxxviii. 5. 

'^VTOW let our voices join 

To form a sacred song ; 
Ye pilgrims, in Jehovah's ways 
With music pass along. 

2 How straight the path appears, 

How open and how fair! 
No lurking gins, t' entrap our feet ; 
No fierce destroyer there. 

3 But flowers of Paradise 

In rich profusion spring : 
The sun of glory gilds the path, 
And dear companions sing. 

4 See Salem's golden spires 

In beauteous prospect rise : 
And brighter crowns than mortals wear^ 
Which sparkle through the skies. 

5 All honour to his name 

Who marks the shining way ; 



472 HYMN 152, 153. 

To him who leads the wanderers on 
To realms of endless day. 

H Y M N 152. CM. Dr. Watts. 

Sinai and Zion. Heb. xii 18, kc- 

NOT to the terrors of the Lord, 
The tempest, fire and smoke ; 
Not to the thunder of that word 
Which God on Sinai spoke ; 

2 But we are come to Zion's hill. 

The city of our God, 
Where milder words declare his will, 
And spread his love abroad. 

3 Behold th' innumerable host 

Of angels cloth'd in light ; 
Behold the spirits of the just 
Whose faith is turned to sight! 

4 Behold the bless'd assembly there, 

Whose names are writ in heaven ! 
And God, the Judge of all, declare 
Their vilest sins forgiven. 

5 The saints on earth, and all the dead, 

But one communion make ; 
All join in Christ, their living Head, 
And of his grace partake. 

6 In such society as this 

My weary soul would rest : 
The man that dwells where Jesus is. 
Must be for ever bless'd. 

HYMN 153. C. M. Dr. Watts. 

Tke hope of Heaven our support vnder trials on Earth. 

WHEN I can read my title clear 
To mansions in the skies, 
I bid ^arewell to every fear. 
And wipe my weeping eyes. 



HYMN 154. 473 

2 Should earth against my soul engage^ 

And hellish darts be hurl'd, 
Then I can smile at Satan's rage^ 
And fare a frowning world. 

3 Let cares like a wild deluge come. 

And storms of sorrow fall, 
May I but safely reach ray home. 
My God, my heaven, my all: 

4 There shall I bathe my weary soul 

In seas of heavenly rest, 
And not a wave of trouble roll 
Across my peaceful breast. 

HYMN 154 CM. Dr. Walts. 

Triumph over D aik ./oh six. 25, 26, 27. 

GREAT God, I own thy sentence just. 
And nature must decay ; 
I yield my body to the dust,. 
To dwell with fellow clay. 

2 Yet faith may triumph o'er the grave, 

And trample on the tombs ; 
For Jesus, my Redeemer, lives. 
My God, my Saviour comes. 

3 T 3 ^ mighty conqueror shall appear 

Bigh on a royal seat. 
And death, the last of all his foes, 
Lie vanquished at bis feet. 

4 Though greedy worms devour my skin^ 

And gnaw my wasting flesh. 
When God <hall build my bones again, 
He'll clothe them all atresh : 

5 Then shall T see thy lovely tace 

With strong immortal eyes, 
And feast upon thine unknown grace 
With pleasure and surprise. 



47-1 FIYMN 155, 156. 

HYMN 155. C. M. Dr. Watts. 

Freedom from Sin and Misery in Heaven. 

OUR sias, alas ! how strong they be ! 
And, like a raging sea, 
Thej break our duty, Lord, to thee, 
And hurry us away. 

2 The waves of trouble, how they rise ! 

How loud the tempests roar ! 
i5ut death shall land our wearj souls 
Safe on the heavenly shore. 

3 There to fulfil his sweet commands, 

Our speedy feet shall move ; 
No sin shall clog our winged zeal 
Or cool our burning love. 

4 There shall we sit, and sing and tell 

The wonders of his grace, 
'Till heavenly raptures fire our heatrts^ 
And smile in every face. 

5 For ever his dear sacred name 

Shall dwell upon our tongue. 
And Jesus and salvation be 
The close of every song. 

HYMN 156. L. M. Steele. 

The Presence of Caristthe Joy of his People. 

THE wondering nations have beheld 
The sacred prophecy fulfill'd, 
And angels haiFd the glorious morn, 
That show'd the great Messiah born : 
2 The Prince! the Saviour! long desjr'd, 
Whom men foretold, by Heaven inspir'd^ 
And raptor 'd saw the blissful day 
Rise o'er the world with healing ray. 
S Oft, in the temples of his grace, 
His saints behold his smiling face ; 



HYMN 157. , 4 

And oft have seen his glory shine, 
With power and majesty divine : 

4 But soon, alas ! his absence mourn. 
And pray and wish his kind return : 
Without his life-inspiring light, 
'Tis all a scene of gloomy night. 

5 Come, dearest Lord, thy children crj. 
Our graces droop, our comforts die ; 
Return, and let thy glories rise 
Again to our admiring eyes ; 

6 Till, fiU'd with light, and joy, and love, 
Thy courts below, like those above, 
Triumphant Hallelujahs raise, 

And heaven and earth resound thy praise 

HYMN 157. Heth. Dr. Doddridge. 

At the forming a Church. 
Isaiah lv3. 6,7. M^tt sxi. 13 auu .^pb ii. 13, 19. 

GREAT Father of mankind, 
We bless that wondrous grace, 
Which could for Gentiles find 
Within thy courts a place ; 
How kind the care 
Our God displays, for us to raise 
A house of prayer ! 

2 Though once estranged far. 

We now approach the throne ; 
For Jesus brings us near, 

And makes our cause his own : 
Strangers no more, 
To thee we come, and find our home, 
And rest secure. 

3 To thee our souls we join, 

And love thy sacred name; 
No more our own, but thine, 
We triumph in thy claim ; 



476 HYMN 158. 

Our Father King, 
Thy covenant grace our souls embrace. 
Thy titles sing. 

4 Here in thy house we feast 

On dainties all divine ; 
And, while such sweets we taste, 
With joy our faces shine : 
Incense shall rise 
From flames of love, and God approve 
The sacrifice. 

5 May all the nations throng 

To worship in thy house ; 
And thou attend the song. 
And smile upon their vows ; 
Indulgent «til], 
Till earth conspire to join the choir 
On Zion's hill. 

U MN 158. C. M. Dr. Doddridge. 

Pe'ieving Christ in kis Me r. -.ert. Matt. sxv. 4O. 

JESUS, my Lord, how rich thy grace 
Thy bounties how complete! 
How shall I count the matchless sum ? 
How pay the mighty debt ? 

2 Hig'h on a throne of radiant light 

Dost thou exalted shine ; 
W hat can my poverty bestow, 
When all the worlds are thine ? 

3 But thou hast brethren here below^ 

The partners of thy grace ; 
And wilt confess their humble names 
Before thy Father s face. 

4 In them thou may'st be cloth 'd and fed. 

And visited and cheer 'd ; 
And in their accents of distress, 
My Saviour's voice is heard. 



HYMX 159, 160. . -47T 

5 Thy face, with reverence and with love, 
We in thy poor would see; 
O let us rather beg our bread 
Than keep it back from thee. 

HYMN 159. L. M. Dr. Gibbons. 

The Bmtficenct of Christfor our Imitativn Acts x. 38 

WHEN Jesus dwelt in mortal clay, 
What were his works from day to day, 
But miracles of power and grace. 
That spread salvation through our race ? 

2 Teach us, O Lord, to keep in view 
Thy pattern, and thy steps pursue ; 
Let alms bestow 'd, let kindness done 
Be witness'd by each rolling sun. 

3 That man may last, but never lives, 
Who much receives, but nothing gives, 
Whom none can love, whom none can 

thank : 

Creation's blot, creation's blank : 

4 But he, who marks from day to day, 
In generous acts his radiant way. 
Treads the same path his Saviour trod^ 
The path to glory and to God. 

HYMN 160. L. M. Steele. 

To rvhom shall >ve g- ■ but unto thee ? or, life and saftt;^ ia :.-:.ri.st alone Jolm vi. 67—69. 

THOU only Sovereign of my heart, 
My Refuge, my almighty Friend — 
And can my soul from thee depart, 
On whom alone my hopes depend ? 

2 Whither, ah ! whither shall I go, 

A wretched wanderer from my Lord? 
Can this dark world of sin and wo 
One glimpse of happiness afford ? 

3 Eternal life thy words impart, 
On these my fainting spirit lives ; 

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478 HYMN 161. 

Here sweeter comforts cheer my heart 
Than all the round of nature gives. 

4 Let earth's alluring joys combine, 
While thou art near in vain they call ; 
One smile, one blissful smile of thine, 
My dearest Lord, outweighs them all. 

5 Thy name my inmost powers adore, 
Thou art my life, my joy, my care : 
Depart from thee! - tis death, — 'Tis more! 
'Tis endless ruin, deep despair! 

6 Low at thy feet my soul would lie ; 
Here safety dwells and peace divine ; 
Still let me live beneath thine eye, 
For life, eternal life is thine. 

HYMN 16L L. M. Dr Doddridge. 

The in^iiKuti 'n ,\: a Gvsi.e! Ministry from C/triit F'pr. iv. 8-12. 

FATHER of mercies, in thy house 
Smiie on our homage, and our vows; 
While with a grateful heart we share 
These pledges of our Saviour's care. 

2 The Saviour, when to heaven he rose 
In splendid triumph o'er his foes. 
Scatter 'd his gifts on men below, 
And wide his royal bounties flow. 

3 Hence sprung th Apostles honoured name 
Sacred beyond heroic fame ; 

In lowlier € Tms to bless our eyes, 
Pastors from hence, and teachers rise. 

4 From Christ their varied gifts derive, 
And fed by Christ their graces live; 
While, guarded by his potent hand, 
'Midst all the rage of hell they stand. 

5 So shall the bright succession run 
Through the iast courses of the sun; 



HYMN 47^ 

While unborn churches by their care 
Shall rise and flourish large and fair. 

6 Jesus, our Lord, their hearts shall know 
The spring whence all these blessings flow; 
Pastors and people shout his praise 
Through the long round of endless days, 

HYMN 162. C. M. Rippon. 

Praver for Missionaries. 

GREAT God, the nations of the earth 
Are by creation thine ; 
And in thy works by all beheld, 
Thy radiant glories shine. 

2 But, Lord, thy greater love has sent 

Thy gospel to mankind, 
Unveiling what rich stores of grace 
Are treasur'd in thy mind. 

3 Lord, when shall these glad tidings spread 

The spacious earth around, 
'Till every tribe, and every soul 
Shall hear the joyful sound ? 

4 O when shall Africs sable sons 

Enjoy the heavenly word, 
And vassals long enslav'd become 
The freemen of the Lord ? 

5 When shall th' untut^r'd Heathen tribes, 

A dark, be wilder d race, 
Sit down at our ImmanueVs feet, 
And learn and see his grace ? 

6 Haste, sovereign mercy, and transform 

l^heir cruelty to love : 
Soften the tiger to a lamb, 
The vulture to a dove ! 

7 Smile, Lord, on each divine attempt 

To spread the gospel s rays. 



480 HYMN 163, 164, 

And build on sin's demolish 'd throne 
The temples of thy pr aise ! 

H YMN 163. L. M, Dr. Doddridge. 



Rethement and Meditalion Psalm iv. 4 



RETURN, my roymg heart, return, 
And chase the shadowy forms no ni,ore : 
Seek out some solitude to mourn, 
And thy forsaken God implore. 

2 O thou, great God, whose piercing eye 

Distinctly marks each deep recess : 
In these sequester 'd hours draw nigh, 
And with thy presence fill the place. 

3 Through all the windings of my heart, 

My search let heavenly wisdom guide : 
And still its radiant beams impart, 
^Tillall be searched and purify 'd. 

4 Then, with the visits of thy love. 

Vouchsafe my inmost soul to cheer ; 
■ 'Till every grace shall join to prove 

That God hath fix'd his dwellins: there. 

HYMN 164. L. M. Beddome. 

Reading the ScTiplures 

GREAT God, oppress'd with grief and 
fear, 

I take thy book, and hope to find 
Some gracious word of promise there, 
To soothe the sorrows of my mind: ^ 

2 I turn the sacred volume o'er. 

And search with care from page to page; 
Of threatenings find an ample store, 
But nought that can my grief assuage. 

3 And is there nought? forbid, dear Lord;, 

So base a thought should e'er arise ; 
ril search again, and while I search, 
O may the scales fall off mine eyes ! 



, HYMN 165. 481 

!i 'Tis done: and with transporting joy, 

I re »d the heaven -inspired lines; 
I There mercy spreads its brightest beamSj, 
j And truth with dazzling lustre shines. 
|5 Here's heavenly food for hungry souls, 
i And mines of gold t' enrich the poor: 
Here's healing balm for every wound, 
A salve for every festering sore. 

Hymn 165. L. M. President Davies. 

Se'f-Exaniiratwn Gal. iv '9,20 

WH AT strange perplexities arise ! 
What anxious fears and jealousies ! 
What crowds in doubtful light appear ! 
How few. alas, approved and clear ! 
S And what am I ?— My soul, awake^ 
And an impartial survey take: 
Does no dark sign, no ground of fear, 
In practice or in heart appear ? 

3 What image does my spirit bear ! 
Is Jesus form'd and living there ? 
Say, do his lineaments divine 

In thought, and word, and action shine? 

4 Searcher of hearts, O search me still; 
The secrets of my soul reveal ; 

My fears remove, let me appear 

To God, and my own conscience, clear. 

5 Scatter the clouds which o'er my head 
Thick glooms of dubious terrors spread : 
Lead me into celestial day, 

And to myself, myself display. 

6 May I at that blest world arrive, 
Where Christ through all my soul shall live. 
And give full proof that he is there. 
Without one gloomy doubt or fear! 



'82 HYMN 166, 167. • 

HYMN 166. L. M. Sreele. 

T/i' Ch'-i'iHaii's noblest Rtsoliition. Jn^hua. sviv. 15. 

AH wretched souls, who strive in vain. 
Slaves to the world, and slaves ta sin! 
A nobler toil may I sustain, 
A nobler satisfertion win. 

2 Maj^ I resolve with all my heart, 

With all my powers to serve the Lord. 
Nor from his precepts e'er depart, 
Whose service is a rich reward. 

3 O: be his service all my joy, 

Around let my example shine, 
'Till others love the bless 'd employ. 
And join in labours so divine. 

4 Be this the purpose of my soul. 

My solemn, my determin'd choice. 
To yield to his supreme control, 
And in his kind commands rejoice. 

5 O may I never faint nor tire, 

Nor wandering leave his sacred ways i 
Great God, accept my soul's desire, 

And give me strength to live thy praise. 

HYMN 167. L. M. Dr. Doddridge. 

Familii Religion. Cer. sviii. 19. 

FATHER of all, thy care we bless, 
Which crowns our families with peace 
From thee they spring, and by thy hand 
They have been, and are still sustain d. 
2 To God, most worthy to be prais'd. 
Be our domestic altars rais'd ; 
Who, Lord of heaven, scorns not to dwell 
With saints in their obscurest cell. 

S To thee may each nnited house. 
Morning and night present its vows ; 



' HYMN 168, l(p9. 483 

Our servants there, and ri. ing race, 
j Be taught thy precepts, and thy grace. 
4 O may each future age proclaim 

The honours of thy glorious name ; 

While, pleas'd and thankful, we remove 
\ To join the family above. 

y HYMN 168. CM. Dr. Watts. 

I Tfie Lord's Day ; or, the Rcsurreclion of Christ. 

BLESS D morning, whose first opening rays 
Beheld our rising God, 
That saw him triumph o er the dust, 
And leave his last abode ! 

2 In the cold prison of a tomb 

The dead Redeemer lay, 
i 'Till the revolving skies had brougllt 
The third, th' appointed day. 

3 Hell and the grave unite their force 

To hold onr Lord in vain ; 
j The sleeping Conqueror arose, 
And burst their feeble chain. 

4 To thy great name, almighty Lord, 

These sacred hours we pay, 
And loud JiosmiMa.'^ shall proclaim 
The triumph of the day. 

5 [Salvation and immortal praise 

To our victorious King ; 
! Let heaven , and earth , and rocks, and seas, 
With glad hosannas ring.] 

HYMN 169. L. M. J. Stennet. 

The Sabbath. 

A NOTHER six days' work is done, 
A Anofhk sabbath is begun; 
' Return, my Soul, enjoy thy resf, 
' tmprove the day thy God has bless d. 



4U HYMN 170. 

.2 Come, bless the Lorrl, whose love assigns 
So sweet a rest to wearied minds : 
Provides an antepast of heaven, u 
And gives this day the food of sev^^n. 1 

3 O that our thoughts and thanks may risej 
As grateful ineense. to the skies ; J 
And draw from heaven that sweet repose^ 
Which none but he that feels it knows. \ 

4 This heavenly calm, within the breast, 
Is the dear pledge of glorious rest, 
Which for the church of God remains. 
The end of cares, the end of pains. 

5 With joy, great God. thy works we view^l 
In various scenes both old and new ; 
W\ith praise we think on mercies past. 
With hope we future pleasures taste. 

6 In holy duties let the day, 

In holy pleasures pass away ; 

How weet. a s abbath thus to spend, 

In hope of one that ne er shall end ! 

HYMN 170. p. M. H8th. Rippon. 

A Hn^vn (J- Ln-fPi ilav Mondng ^ 

AWAKE our drowsy souls, 
- Sh ike otf PHch slothful band. 
The w^onders of thisi day 

Our noblest s^nigi^ demand. \ 
Auspicious morn ! thy blissful rays, i 
Bright seraphs hail in songs of praise. 

2 At thy approaching dawn, 

Reluctant death resign? 
The glorious Prince of iife. 

Its dark domains contln'd : 
Th' an^^eilc host around him bends, ' 
And 'midst their &huuts the God ascends. 



HYMN 171, 485 

S All hail, triumphant Lord, 

Heaven with hosannas rings ; 
While earth, in humbler strains^ 
Thy praise responsive sings : 
j ^ Worthy art thou, who once wast slain^ 
I Through endless years to live and reign. 

i 4 Gird on, great God, thy sword^ 
I Ascend thy conquering car. 

While justice, truth, and love 
I Maintain the glorious war: 

1 Victorious thou thy foes shalt tread . 

And sin and hell in triumph lead, 
I 5 Make bare thy potent arm, 
! And wing th' unerring dart^ 
1 With salutary p^^ngs, 

To each rebellious heart : 

Then dying souls for life shall sue^ 

Numerous as drops of morning dew^ 

HYMN 171. C. M. B — 

A Hymn for the E'jening of the Lord's Day. 

FREQUENT the day of God returns 
To shed its quickening beams ; 
And yet how slow devotion burns! 
How languid are its flames! 

12 Accept our faint attempts to love, 
Our frailties Lord, forgive; 
We would be like thy saints above. 
And praise thee while we live. 

3 Increase, O Lord, our faith and bope^ 
And fit us to ascend. 
Where th' assembly ne'er breaks up^ 
The sabbath ne'er shall end ; 

I 

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486 HYMN 172- 173. 

4 Where we shall breathe in heavenly air, 

With heavenly lustre shine ; 
Before the throne of God appear, 
And feast on love divine ; 

5 Where we, in high seraphic strains, 

Shall all our powers employ ; 
Delighted range th' ethereal plains. 
And take our fill of joy. 

HYMN 172. S. M. Dr. Watts. 

The Lord^s Day ; or, Delight in Ordinances. 

WELCOME, sweet day of rest, 
That saw the Lord arise. 
Welcome to this reviving breast, 
And these rejoicing eyes ! 

2 The King himself comes near, 

And feasts his saints to day ; 
Here we mav sit, and see him here. 
And love, and praise, and pray. 

3 One day amidst the place 

Where my dear God hath been, 
Is sweeter than ten thousand days 
Of pleasurable sin. 

4 My willing soul would stay 

In such a frame as this, 
And sing and bear herself away 
To everlasting bliss. 

HYMN 173. S. M. Dr. S. Stennett. 

The Pleasures of Social JVor ship. 

HOW charming is the place,. 
Where my redeemer God 
Unveils the beauties of his face» 
And sheds his love abroad ! 

5 Not the fair palaces 

To which the great resort, 



HYMN 174. 487 

Are once to be compared with thisp 
Where Jesus holds his court. 

3 Here on the mercy seat. 

With radiant glory crown'dj 
Our joyful eyes behold him sit^ 
And smile on all around. 

4 To him their prayers and cries 

Each humble soul presents ; 
He listens to their broken sighs, 
And grants them all their wants. 

5 To them his sovereign will 

He graciously imparts ; 
And in return accepts with smiles. 
The tribute of their hearts. 

6 Give me, O Lord, a place 

Within thy blest abode. 
Among the children of thy grace^ 
The servants of my God. 

HYMN^ 174. L. M. Dr. Watts, 

The Bdicjit of Public Ordinances. 

AWAY from every mortal care. 
Away from earth, our souls retreat; 
We leave this worthless world afar. 
And wait and worship near thy seat. 

2 Lord, in the temple of thy grace. 

We see thy feet, and we adore ; 
We gaze upon thy lovely face, 

And learn the wonders of thy power. 

3 While here our various wants we mourn^ 

United groans ascend on high ; 
And prayer bears a quick return 
Of blessings in variety. 

4 [If Satan rage, and sin grow strong, 
Here we receive some cheering word ; 



488 HYMN 175. 

We gird the gospel armour on. 
To fight the battles of the Lord. 

5 Or if our spirit faints and dies, 

(Our conscience pain'd, with inward 
stings,) 

Here doth the righteous sun arise, 

With healing beams beneath his wiijgs.] 

6 Father ! my soul would still abide 
Within thy temple, near thy side ; 
But if my feet must hence depart, 
Still keep thy dwelling in my heart. 

HYMN 175. S. M. Dr. Watts' Ljric. 

Forms Vain wtthoul Religion. 

ALMIGHTY Maker, God ! 
How wondrous is thy Name ! 
Thy glories how diftus'd abroad 
Through the creation's frame. 

2 Nature in every dress 

Her humble homage pays. 
And finds a thousand ways t' express 
Thine undissembled praise. 

3 My soul would rise and sing 

To her Creator too, 
Fain would my tongue adore my King. 
And pay the worship due. 

4 [But pride, that busy sin, 

Spoils all that I perform, 
Curs'd pride, that creeps securely in. 
And swells a haughty worm.] 

6 Create my soul anew. 

Else all my worship's vain ; 
This wretched heart will ne'er be true, 
Until 'tis form'd again, 



HYMN 176, 177. 489 

6 Let joy and worship spend 
The remnant of my days, 
And to my God, my soul ascend 
In sweet perfumes of praise. 

HYMN 176. L. M. Rippon. 

EzekielV- Vision o/ the Dry Bones Ezek. sv^vii. 3. 

LO K down, O Lord, with pitying eye ; 
See Adam s race in ruin lie ; 
Sin spreads its trophies o er the ground, 
And scatters slaughtered heaps around. 

2 And can these mouldering corpses live ? 
And can these perish 'd bones revive ? 
That mighty God to thee is known ; 
That wondrous work is all thy own* 

3 Thy ministers are sent in vain 
To prophesy upon the slain ; 

In vain they call, in vain they cry, 
'Till thine Almighty aid is nigh. 

4 But if thy Spirit deign to breathe, 

Life spreads thro' all the realms of death ; 
Dry bones obey thy powerful voice ; 
They move, they waken, they rejoice: 

5 So when thy trumpet's awful sound 
Shall shake the heavens and rend the 

ground 

Dead saints shall from their tombs arise^ 
And spring to life beyond the skies. 

HYMN 177. C. M. Rippon. 



Duties and Privileges. J».dess. 21 



WHILE sinners who presume to bear 
The Christians' sacred name^ 
Throw up the reins to every lust; 
And glory in their shame ; 

41* 



490 HYMN 178. 

2 Ye saints, preserved in Christ and calFd, 

Detest their impious ways, 
And on the basis of your faith 
An heavenly ternple raise. 

3 Upon the Spirit's promised aid 

Depend from day to day, 
And, while he breathes his quickening gale, 
Adore, and praise, and pray. 

4 Preserve unquench'd your love to God, 

And let the flame arise, 
And higher and still higher blaze, 
'Till it ascends the skies. 

5 With a transporting joy expect 

The grace your Lord shall give, 
When all his saints shall from his hands 
Their crowns of life receive. 

HYMN 178. P.M. 148th. B.Francis. 

On Opening a Plcee of Worship. 

IN sweet exalted strains 
The King of glory praise ; 
O'er heaven and earth he reigns. 

Through everlasting days : 
He, with a nod, the world controls^ 
Sustains or sinks the distant poles. 

2 To earth he bends his throne, 

His throne of grace divine ; 
Wide is his bounty known, 

And wide his glories shine : 
Fair Salem, still his chosen rest, 
Is with his smiles and presence blest. 

3 Then, King of glory, come. 

And with thy favour crown 
This temple as thy dome. 
This people as thine own : 



|: HYMN 179. 4 

S Beneath this roof, O deign to show, 
How God can dwell with men below. 

I 4 Here, may thine ears attend 

Our interceding cries, 
' And grateful praivse ascend 
I All fragrant to the skies : 
I Here may thy word melodious sound, 
; And spread the joys of heaven around. 

5 Here, may th' attentive throng 

Imbibe thy truth and love, 

And converts join the song 
j Of Seraphim above ; 

And willing crowds surround thy board 
I With sacred joy and sweet accord. 

6 Here, may our unborn sons 

And daughters sound thy praise. 
And shine like polish'd stones. 

Through long succeeding days ; 
Here, Lord, display thy savmg power^ 
While temples stand, and men adore. 

HYMN 179. L M. Dr. Watts. 

Baptism Matt, xxviii. 19 Acts ii. 38. 

Y 1 1 WAS the commission of our Lord, 
A ''^ Go teach the nations and baptize 

The nations have receiv'd the word 
Since he ascended to the skiqs. 

2 He sits upon th' eternal hills, 
With grace and pardon in his hands, 

And sends his covenant, with the seals, 
To bless the distant heathen lands. 

3 Repent, and be baptiz'd," he saith^^ 
" For the remission of your sins 

And thus our sense assists our faith, 
And shows what his gospel means. 



492 HYMN 180, 181. 

4 Our souls he washes in his blood, $ 

As water makes our bodies clean ; 
And the good Spirit from our God 
Descends like purifying rain. 

5 Thus we engage ourselves to thee. 

And seal our covenant with the Lord ; 
O may the great Eternal Three 
In heaven our solemn vows record. 

HYMN 180. C. M. Dr. Watts. 

Children devofed to God. Gen xvii 7. '0 Acts xvi 14,15,33. 
{For those nho practi^-e In/ ant Baptism ) 

THUS saith the mercy of the Lord, 
" I'll be a God to thee ; 
ril bless thy numerous race, and they 
Shall be a seed for me." 

2 Abrah'm believ'd the promised grace, 

And gave his son to God ; 
But water seals the blessing now. 
That once was seal'd with blood, 

3 Thus Lydia sanctified her house^ 

When she received the word ; 
Thus the believing jailor gave 
His household to the Lord. 

4 Thus later saints, eternal King! 

Thine ancient truths embrace ; 
To thee their infant offspring bring. 
And humbly claim the grace. 

HYMN 181. L. M. Dr. Watts. 

Circumcision and Baptism, 
{Written only for those who practisi tr,.e Sa;>tism of Infants.) 

THUS did the sons of Abrahm pass 
Under the bloody seal of grace ; 
The young disciples bore the yoke, 
'Till Christ the painful bondage broke* 



HYMN 182, 183. 493 

2 By milder ways doth Jesus prove 
His Father s covenant, and his love ; 
He seals to saints his glorious grace. 
And not forbids their infant race. 

3 Their seed is sprinkled with his bloody , 
Their children set apart for God ; 

His Spirit on their offspring shed. 
Like water pour'd upon the head. 

4 Let every saint with cheerful voice 
In this large covenant rejoice ; 
Young children in their earl j days, 
Shall give the God of Abram praise. 

HYMN 182. L. M. Dr. Watts. 

Bdievers buried tvUh Christ in Sapiism. Rona. vi. 3, 4, 8ic. 

DO we not know that solemn word, 
That we are buried with the Lord ; 
Baptiz'd into his death, and then 
Put off the body of our sin ? 

2 Our souls receive diviner breath, 
Rais'd from corruption, guilt, and death ; 
So from the grave did Christ arise. 
And lives to God above the skies. 

3 No more let sin or Satan reign 
Over our mortal flesh again : 
The various lusts we ser v 'd before, 
Shall have dominion now no more. 

HYMN 183. CM. Dr. Watts, 

Faith assisted by Ss-nse ; or. Preaching, Baptism^ and the Lord^j Supper. 

MY Saviour God, my sovereign Prince, 
Reigns far above the skies ; 
But brings his graces down to sense, 
And helps my faith to rise. 

2 Mine eyes and ears shall bless his name, 
They read and hear his word ; 



494 HYMN 184. 

My touch and taste shall do the same^ 
When they receive the Lord. 

3 Baptismal water is designed 

To seal his cleansing grace, 
While at his feast of bread and wine 
He gives his saints a place : 

4 But not the waters of a flood 

Can make my flesh so clean^ 
As by his Spirit and his blood 
He ll wash my soul from sin. 

5 Not choicest meats, or noblest wines^ 

So much my heart refresh, 
As when my faith goes through the signs 
And feeds upon his flesh. 

6 I love the Lord, that stoops so low 

To give his word a seal : 
But the rich grace his hands bestow^ 
Exceeds the figures still 

HYMN 184. C. M. Dr. Doddridge. 

A 'practical Improvtment of Baptism Col iii. 1 

ATTEND, ye children of your God 
Ye heirs of glory hear ; 
For accents so divine as these 
Might charm the dullest ear, 
% Baptiz'd into your Saviour's death, 
Your souls to sin must die ; 
With Christ your Lord, ye live anew. 
With Christ ascend on high. 

3 There by his Father's side he sits, 

Enthron'd divinely fair ; 
Yet owns himself your Brother stilly 
And your forerunner there. 

4 Rise from these earthly trifles, rise 

On wings of faith and love ; 



HYMN 185. 495 

Above your choicest treasure lies^ 
And be your hearts above. 

15 But earth and sin will drag us down^ 
j When we attempt to fly ; 
I Lord, send thy strong attractive power 
To raise and fix us high. 

; HYMN 185. L. M. Dr. Watts. 

] The Lord^s Cnpner instituted. 1 Cor \i <3 &c 

TW AS on that dark, that doleful night, 
When powers of earth and hell arose 
j Against the Son of God's delight, 
1 And friends betray 'd him to his foes : 
|2 Before the mournful scene began 
j He took the bread, and bless'd, and brake ; 
i What love through all his actions ran ! 

What wondrous words of grace he spake ! 

8 This is my body broke for sin, 
Receive and eat the living food 
Then took the cup and bless 'd the wine ; 
'Tis the new covenant in my bhjod/' 

4 [For us his flesh with nails was torn, 
He bore the scourge, he felt the thorn ; 
And justice pour'd upon his head 

Its heavy vengeance in our stead. 

5 For us his vital blood was spilt, 
To bay the pardon of our guilt, 

^\ hen for black crimes of greatest size, 
He gave his soul a sacrifice .] 

6 *^ Do this (he cried) 'till time shall end^. 
In memory of your dying friend : 
Meet at my table, and record 

The love of your departed Lord.*' 
;T [Jesus, thy feast we celebrate, 
j We show thy death; we sing thy name. 



496 HYMN 186. 

'Till thou return, and we shall eat 
The marriage supper of the Lamb.] 

HYMN 186. C. M. Steele. 

An Invitati unto tne Gospel Feast Luke xiv 22. 

YE wretched, hungry, starving poor^, 
Behold a royal feast ! 
Where mercy spreads her bounteous store,^ 
For every humble guest. 

2 See, Jesus stands with open arms ; 

He calls, he bids you come ; 
Guilt holds you back and fear alarms ; 
But see, there yet is room — 

3 Room in the Saviour's bleeding heart ; 

There love and pity meet ; 
Nor will he bid the soul depart^ 
That trembles at his feet. 

4 In him the Father reconciled 

Invites your souls to come ; 
The rebel shall be call'd a child. 
And kindly welcom'd home. 

5 O come, and with his children taste 

The blessings of his love ; 
While hope attends the sweet repast 
Of nobler joys above. 

6 There, with united heart and voice. 

Before th' eternal throne. 
Ten thousand thousand souls rejoice^ 
In ecstasies unknown. 

7 And yet ten thousand thousand more^ 

Are welcome still to come ; 
Ye longing souis, the grace adore : 
Approach^ there yet is room. 



I IIYMN^ 187, 188. 497 

HYMN 187. CM. Dr. J. Stennett. 

I A SacriiTneni.il Hymn 

[ORD, at thy table I behold 
-i The wonders of thj grace : 
j But most of all admire that I 
1 Should find a welcome place :— 
1 2 I that am all defil'd with sin, 

A. rebel to my God ; 
I I that have crucified his Son, 
I And trampled on his blood. 

I 3 What strange surprising grace is this, 

That such a soul has room ! 
j My Saviour takes me by the hand, 
! My Jesus bids me come. 

I 4 Eat, O my friends," the Saviour cries^ 
The feast was made for you : 
For you I groan 'd, and bled, and died, 
And rose, and triumph'd too/' 

I 5 With trembling faith, and bleeding hearts, 
Lord, we accept thy love : 
'T > a rich banquet we have had. 
What Will it be above ? 

6 Ye saints below, and hosts of heaven^ 
Join all your praising powers : 

No theme is like redeeming love, 
No Saviour is like ours. 

7 Had I ten thousand hearts, dear Lord, 
Fd give them all to thee : 

Had I ten thousand tongues, they all 
Should join the harmonj^ 

HYMN 188. L. M. Steele. 

Com-nv.a.'jjivj.'k Chyisf rJ his Table. 

TO .Jesus, our exalted Lord, 
(Dear name^ by heav n and earth ador'd !) 

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498 HYMN" 189. 

Fain would our hearts and voices raise 
A cheerful song of sacred praise. 

2 But all the notes which mortals know. 
Are weak and languishing, and low ; 
Far, far above our humble songs : 
The theme demands immortal tongues. 

3 Tet while around his board we meet, 
And humbly worship at his feet ; 

O let our warm affections move, 
In glad returns of grateful love ! 

4 l^et faith our feeble senses aid, 

To see thy wondrous love displayed ; 
Thy broken flesh, thy bleeding veins, 
Thy dreadful agonizing pains. 

5 Let humble penitential wo, 

With painful, pleasmg anguish, flow ; 
And thy forgiving smiles impart 
Life, hope, and joy to every heart. 

HYMN 189. S. M. Dr. Watts. 

Commtmion with Christ, and rviih Saints. 
1 Cor X 16, 17. 

ESUS invites his saints 
To meet around his board : 
Here pardon'd rebels sit, and hold 
Communion with their Lord. 

2 For food he gives his flesh ; 

He bids us drink his blood ; 
Amazing favour ! matchless grace 
Of our descending God !] 

3 This holy bread and wine 

Maintain our fainting breath, 
By union with our living Lord, 
And interest in his death. 




HYMN 190. 4S9 

4 Our heavenly Father calls 

Christ and his members one ; 
We the young children of his love^ 
And he the first-born Son. 

5 We are but several parts 

Of the same broken bread ; 
One body hath its several limbs^ 
But Jesus is the head. 

6 Let all our powers be join'd 

His glorious name to raise : 
Pleasure and love fill every mindj 
And every voice be praise. 

HYMN 190. C. M. Dr. Watts. 

Tht New Testament in the Blood of Christ ; or, the new Covenant seaUdt 

rilHE promise of my Father's love 
X Shall stand for ever good 
He said, and gave his soul to death, 
And seal'd the grace with blood. 

2 To this dear covenant of thy word, 

I set my v, orthless name ; 
I seal th' engagement to my Lord, 
And make my humble claim. 

3 The light, & strength, & pardoning gracC; 

And glory, shall be mine ; 
My life and soul, my heart and flesh, 
And all my powers are thine. 

4 I call that legacy my own, 

Which Jesus did bequeath ; 
^Twas purchas'd with a dying groan. 
And ratify 'd in death. 

5 Sweet is the memory of his name. 

Who bless'd us in his will, 



500 HYMN 191, 192» 

And to his testament of love, 
Made his own life the seal. 

HYMN 191. C. M. Dr. Watts. 

Cliriit ist'ie Bread of Life. John vi. 31. 35, 39 

LET us adore th' eternal Word, 
'Tis he onr souls hath fed ; 
Thou art our living Stream, O Lord^, 
And thou th' immortal bread. 

2 [The manna came from lower skies^ 

But Jesus from above, 
Where the fresh springs of pleasure rise* 
And rivers flow with love. 

3 The Jews, the fathers, died at last. 

Who ate that heavenly bread ; 
But these provisions which we taste, 
Can raise us from the dead.] 

4 Bless'd be the Lord that gives his flesh 

To nourish dying men ; 
And often spreads his table fresh, 
Lest we should faint again. 

5 Our souls shall draw their heavenly breathe 

While Jesus finds supplies ; 
Nor shall our graces sink to death, 
For Jesus never dies. 

6 [Daily our mortal flesh decays, 

But Christ, our life, shall come ; 
His unresisted power shall raise 
Our bodies from the tomb] 

HYMN 192 L. M. Dr. Watts. 

The Memorial of our absent Lord- John xvi. 16,. Luke xxii, 39 John xiv. 3. 

JESUS is gone above the skies. 
Where our weak senses reach him not ; 
And carnal objects court our eyes, 

To thrust our Saviour from our thought. 



i HYMN 193. SOI 

I 2 He knows what wandering hearts we have^ 
Apt to forget his lovely face ; 
And, to refresh our minds, he gave 
' These kind memorials of his grace. 

3 The Lord of life this table spread 
! With his own flesh and dying blood ; 
I We on the rich provision feed, 
I And taste the wine and bless the God. 

j 4 Let sinful sweets be all forgot. 

And earth grow less in our esteem ; 
Christ and his love till every thought, 
And faith and hope be fix'd on him. 

5 While he is absent from our sight, 
'Tis to prepare our souls a place. 

That we may dwell in heavenly light. 
And live for ever near his face. 

6 [Our eyes look upwards to the hills. 
Whence our returnmg Lord shall come ; 

We wait thy chariot's awiul wheels, 
To fetch our longing spirits home.] 

HYMN 193. L M. D. Turner. 

Sst him above all Principalities and Powers— worthy is the Lamb that mas slain to receivt 
Glory md Blessing. Ephes i 21. Rev v i2 

NOW far above these starry skies, 
Our Jesus fills his brighter throne, 
Invisible to mortal eyes, 

But not to humble faith unknown. 

2 [The countless hosts that round him stand^ 
The subjects of his sovereign power; 

Fly through the world at his command. 
Or prostrate at his feet adore. 

3 >Satan and all his rebel crew 
'i nat rag d to pull his kingdom down ; 

4:^ * 



502 HYMN 194. 

Crush 'd by his hand, in ruin now 
Lie trembling at his awful frown. 

4 His name above all creatures great. 

He all sustains and all controls ; 
Yet from his high exalted state, 

Looks kindly down on humble souls.] 

5 Though in the glories he possessed 

Long ere this world, or time began. 
He shines the Son of God confessed, 
Yet owns himself the son of man. 

6 Here once in agonies he died, 

Now in the heavens he ever lies ; 
Of joy there pours th' eternal tide, 
Here saves the sinner who believes. 

7 Ail hail ! thou great Immanuel, hail ! 

Ten thousand blessings on thy name ! 
While thus thy wondrous love we tell, 
Our bosoms feel the sacred flame. 

8 Come, quickly come, immortal King! 

On earth thy regal honours raise, 
The full salvation promis'd, bring, 

TJien every tongue shall sing thy praise ! 

HYMN 194. L. M. Dr. Watts. 

Chiist crucified, the. JVisclom and Power of God. 

NATURE with open volume stands, 
^ To spread her Maker s praise abroad. 
And every labour of his hands 

Shows something worthy of a God. 

2 But in the grace that rescu'd man, 
His brightest form of giory shines ; 
Here on the cross, 'tis fairest drawn 
In precious blood, and crimson lines. 



HYMN 195. 503 

3 [Here his whole name appears complete ; 

Nor man can guess, nor reason prove. 
Which of the letters best is writ, 

The power, the wisdom, or the love.] 

4 Here I behold his inmost heart, 

Where grace & vengeance strangely join ^ 
Piercing his Son with sharpest smart, 
To make the porchas'd pleasures mine. 

5 O ! the sweet wonders of that cross, 

Where God the Saviour lov'd and died! 
Her noblest life my spirit draws 

From his dear wounds, and bleeding side, 

6 I would for ever speak his name 

In sounds to mortal ears unknown : 
With angels join to praise the Lamb, 
And worship at his Father s throne. 

HYMN 195. C. M. Dr. Watts. 

Divine Love ma' ing a P' ast, and cclliyig the Guests Liiko xiv 17, "2,23. 

HOW sweet and awful is the place^ 
With Christ within the doors ; 
While everla^sting love displays 
The choicest of her stores ! 

2 Here in the language of a God 

Divine compassion rolls ; 
Here peace and pardon, bought with bloodi 
Is food for dying souls. 

3 While all our hearts, and all our songs. 

Join t' admire the feast. 
Each of us cries, with thankful tongues^ 
Lord, vv^hy w^as I a guest? 

4 Why was I made to hear thy voice, 
" And enter, while there's room ; 

a When thousands make a wretched choice^ 
And rather starve than come?'' 



504 HYMN 196. 

5 'Twas the same love that spread the feasfi 

That sweetly forc'd us in ; 
Else we had still refused to taste, 
And perish'd in our sin. 

6 [Pity the nations, O our God ! 

Constrain the earth to come ; 
Send thy victorious word abroad, 
And bring the strangers home. 

7 We long to see thy churches full, 

That all the chosen race 
May with one voice, and heart, and soul. 
Sing thy redeeming grace.] 

HY?,1N 196. L. M. Dr, Watts. 

The Song if Simeon. Liike ii 28 ; or, a Sight of Christ makes Death easy. 

O W ha^ve our hearts embraced our God, 
We would forget all earthly charms, 
And wish to die, as Simeon would, 
With his young Saviour in his arms. 

2 Our lips should learn that joyful song, 

Were but our heart prepared like his ; 
Our souls still willing to be gone, 
^' And at thy word depart in peace. 

3 Here we have seen thy face, O Lord, 
" And view'd salvation with our eyes. 
Tasted and felt the living word, 

^' The bread descending from the skies. 

4 " Thou hast prepared this dying Lamb, 

Hast set his blood before our face, 
To teach the terrors of thy name. 
And show the wonders of thj grace. 

5 He is our light ; our morning star 

Shall shine on nations yet unknown ; 
The glory of thine Israel here, 
" And joy of spirits near thy throne." 



HYMN 197, 198. 
HYMN 197. C. M. Dr. Watts. 

DiviTf Ghries and Graces 

OW are thy glories here displayed. 
Great God ! how bright they shine, 
I While, at thy word, we break the bread^ 
! And pour the flowing wine ! 

1 2 Here thine avenging justice stands, 
I And pleads its dreadful cause ; 
Here saving mercy spreads her hands^ 
Like Jesus on the cross. 

3 Thy saints attend with every grace 
j On this great sacrifice ; 

I And love appears with cheerful face, 
I And faith with fixed eyes. 

4 Our hope in waiting posture sits, 

To heaven directs her sight ; 
Here every warmer passion meets, 
And warmer powers unite. 

1 5 Zeal and revenge perform their part^ 
! And rising sin destroy ; 

Repentance comes with aching heart, 
Yet not forbids our joy. 

6 Dear Saviour, change our faith to sight^ 
Let sin for ever die : 
Then shall our souls be all delight, 
And every tear be dry. 

HYMN 198. L. M. Dr. Watts. 

A Mornin". Hymn Psalm siK- 5, 8, mdh.xiii 24, 25. 

OD of the morning, at whose voice 
y The cheerful sun makes haste to rise, 
And like a giant doth rejoice 
I To run his journey through the skies: 

I 2 From the fair chambers of the east, 
j The circuit of his race begins, 




506 HYMN 199. 

And without weariness or rest, 

Round the whole earth he flies and shines.! 

3 O, like the sun, may I fulfil 

Th' appointed duties of the day, 
With ready mind, and active will, 

March on, and keep my heavenly way. 

4 But I shall rove, and lose the race, 

It God, my sun, should disappear, 
And leave me in this world's wild maze^ 
To follow every wandering star. 

5 Lord, thy commands are clean and pure, 

Enlightening our beclouded eyes ; 
Thy threatenings just, thy promise sure, 
Thy gospel makes the simple wise. 

6 Give me thy counsel for my guide, 

And then receive me to thy bliss ; 
All my desires and hopes beside, 

Are faint and cold, compared with this. 

HYMN 199. L. M. Dr. Watts. 

An Evening H^mn. Psalm iv. 8, and b, and cxliii 8. 

THUS far the Lord has led me on, 
Thus far his power prolongs my daysj 
And every evening shall make known 
Some fresh memorial of his grace. 

2 Much of my time has run to waste, 

And I perhaps am near my home ; 
But he forgives my follies past, 

He gives me strength for days to come. 

3 I lay my body down to sleep, 

Peace is the pillow for my head ; 
While well-appointed angels keep 
Their watchful stations round my bed. 



j HYMN 200. • 567 

k In vain the sons of earth or hell 

Tell me a thousand frightful things ; 
My God in safety makes me dwell 
' Beneath the shadow of his wings. 
!5 [Faith in thy name forbids my fear : 
j O may thy presence ne'er depart ! 

And in the morning make me hear 
I The love and kindness of thy heart 
1 6 Thus when the night of death shall come, 
My flesh shall rest beneath the ground, 
And wait thy voice to rouse my tomb, 
With sweet salvation in the sound,] 

|j HMYN 200. C. M. Dr. Watts. 

A Morning Song. 

ONCE more, my soul, the rising day 
Salutes thy waking eyes, 
Once more my voice, thy tribute pay 
To Him that rules the skies. 

1 2 Night unto night his name repeats, 
I The day renews the sound ; 

Wide as the heaven on which he sits^ 
To turn the seasons round. 

3 'Tis he supports my mortal frame, 

My tongue shall speak his praise ; 
My sins would rouse his wrath to flame^ 
And yet his wrath delays. 

4 [On a poor worm thy power might tread 

And I could ne'er withstand ; 
Thy justice might have crush 'd me dead^ 
But mercy held thine hand. 

5 A thousand wretched souls are fled 
I Since the last setting sun, 

And yet thou lengthenest out my thready 
I And yet my moments run.] 



608 HYM^r 201, 202. 

6 Great God, let all my hours be thine, 
Whilst I enjoy the light; 
Then shall my sun in smiles decline^ 
And bring a pleasant night. 

HYMN 2ol. C. M. Dr. AVatts. 

An Evening So7ig 

[THREAD Sovereign, let my evening so 
Like holy incense rise ; 
Assist the offerings of my tongue 
To reach the lofty skies. 

2 Through all the dangers of the day 

Thy hand was still my guard, 
And stiil to drive my wants away 
Thy mercy stood prepar'd] 

3 Perpetual blessmgs from above 

Encompass me around ; 
But O how few returns of love 
Hath my Creator found ! 

4 What have I done for him that died 

To save my wretched soul ? 
How are my follies multiplied^ 
Fast as the minutes roil ! 

5 Lord, with this guilty heart of mine^ 

To thy dear cross I flee, 
And to thy grace my soul resign, 
To be renew 'd by thee. 

6 Sprinkled afresh with pardoning blood, 

I lay me down to rest. 
As in th' embraces of my God, 
Or on my Saviour's breast. 

HYMN 202.. L. M. Dr. Watts. 

A So7ig :'or Mnridti'/ and Evtnwg J am. iii 23 i»a xlv. 1. 

MY God. how endless ^s thy love! 
Thy gifts are every evening new 



HYMN 203. m 

And morning mercies from above, 
Gently distil like early dew. 

2 Thou spread'st the curtains of the night, 

Great Guardian oi my sleeping hours; 
Thy sovereign word restores the light, 
And quickens all my drowsy powers. 

3 I yield my powers to thy command. 

To thee I consecrate my days, 
Perpetual blessings from thine hand 
Demand perpetual songs of praise. 

HYMN 203. C. M. Dr. Walts. 

A Hymn for 'Morning and Evening. 

HQS ANNA, with a cheerful sounds 
To God's upholding hand ; 
Ten thousand snares attend us rounds 
And yet secure we stand. 

% That was a most amazing power 
That rais'd us with a word ; 
And every day, and every hour 
We lean upon the Lord. 

3 The evening rests our weary hdad. 

And angels guard the room ; 
We wake, and we admire the bed 
That was not made our tomb. 

4 The risino* mornine: can't assure 

That we shall end the day ; 
For death stands ready at the door 
To take our lives away. 

5 Our breath is forfeited by sin^ 

To God's avenging law ; 
We own thy grace, immortal King ! 
In every gasp we draw. 

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510 HYMN 204. 

6 God is our sun, whose daily light 
Our joy and safety brings ; 
Our feeb!e flesh lies safe at night;, 
Beneath his shady wings. 

H i MN 204. s. M. s— . 



J Mornins Hvmn. 



SEE how the mounting sun 
Pursues his shining way ; 
And wide proclaims his Maker's praise, 
With every brightening ray. 

2 Thus would my rising soul 

Its heavenly Parent sing ; 
And to its great Original 
The humble tribute bring. 

3 Serene I laid me down 

Beneath his guardian care : 
I slept, and I awoke, and found 
My kind Preserver near! 

4 Thus does thine arm support 

This weak defenceless frame ; 
But whence these favours, Lord, to me, 
All worthless as I am ? 

5 O ! how shall I repay 

The bounties of my God ? 
This feeble spirit pants beneath 
The pleasing, painful load. 

6 Dear Saviour, to thy cross 

I bring my sacrifice ; 
Cleans d by thy blood, it shall ascend 
With fragrance to the skies. 

7 Mv life I would anew 

Devote O Lord, to thee ; 
And in thy service 1 would spend 
A long eternity. 



HYMN 205, 206. 611 
HYMN 205. L. M. Rippon. 

An Evening Hymn 

GREAT God, to thee my evening song 
With humble gratitude I raise ; 

0 let thy mercy tune my tongue, 
And till my heart with lively praise. 

2 My days unclouded as they pass^ 

And every gently rolling hour, 
Are monuments of wondrous grace. 
And witness to thy love and power. 

3 And yet this thoughtless wretched heart. 

Too oft regardless of thy love. 
Ungrateful can from thee depart, 
And fond of trifles vainly rove. 

4 Seal my forgiveness in the blood 

Of Jesus : his dear name alone 

1 plead for pardon, gracious God, 

And kind acceptance at thy throne. 

5 Let this blest hope mine eyelids close. 

With sleep refresh my feeble Irame ; 
Safe in thy care may I repose, 

And wake with praises to thy name. 

HYMN 206. c. M. Rippon. 

Summer—an Harv st Hi vin 

TO praise the ever bounteous Lord, 
My soul, wake all thy powers; 
He calls, and at his voice come forth 
The smiling harvest hours. 

2 His covenant with the earth he keeps; 

My tongue, his goodness sing ; 
Summer and winter know their time. 
His harvest crowns the spring. 

3 Well pleas d the toiling swains behold 

The waving yellow crop ; 



SIS! HYMN 207. 

With joy they bear the sheaves away^ 
And sow again in hope. 

4 Thus teach me, gracious God, to sow 

The seeds of righteousness ; 
>Smile on my soul, and with thy beams : 
The ripening harvest bless. 

5 Then, in the last great harvest, I 

Shall reap a glorious crop ; 
The harvest shall by far exceed 
What I have sow'd in hope. 

HYMN 207. CM. Steele. 



Winter. 




How bleak, how comfortless the plains, 
Late with gay verdure crown'd! ^ 



2 The sun withdraws his vital beamS; ^ 

And light and warmth depart ; 
And drooping, lifeless nature seems 
An emblem of my heart. 

3 My heart, where mental winter reigns^ 

In night's dark mantle clad, 
Confin'd in cold inactive chains, 
How desolate and sad! 

4 Return, O blis.sful Sun, and bring 

Thy soul-reviving ray ; 
This mental winter shall be spring, 
This darkness cheerful day. 
3 O happy state, divine abode. 
Where spring eternal reigns ; 
And perfect day, the smi!e of God, 
Fills ail the heavenly plains. 
6 Great Source of light, thy beams display 
My drooping joys restore, 



HYMN 208,209. 513 

And guide me to the seats of day. 
Where wint^ r frowns no more. 

HYMN 208. L. M. Rippon. 

T!it 'Msons crowned with Goodness Psalm Ik v. 11. 

I^TERlN AL Source of every joy ! 
Well may thy praise our lips employ; 
While in thy temple we appear 
To hail thee, Sovereign of the year. 
2 Wide as the wheels of nature roll, 

Thy hand supports and guides the whole ; 
The sun is taught by thee to rise, 
And darkness when to veil the skies, 
I 3 The flowery spring at thy command 
Perfumes the air and paints the land ; 
The summer rays with vigour shine, 
To raise the corn and cheer the vine. 

4 Thy hand, in autumn, richly pours 
Through all our coasts redundant stores ; 
And winters, soften 'd by thy care. 
No more the face of horror wear 

5 Seasons, and months, and weeks, and days 
Demand successive songs of praise : 
And be the grateful homage paid, 
With morning light and evening shade, 

6 Here in thy house let incense rise, 
And circling sabbaths bless our eyv^s, 
'Till to those lofty heights we soar. 
Where days and years revolve no more. 

HvMN 209. L. M. Rippon. 

Hdp otitauud of G' d Actf xxvi i2 

nkw ys:ars D\Y 

GREAT God, we sing that mighty hand 
By which supported still we :4and ; 
The opening year ihy mercy shows ; 
Let mercy crown it tiU it close. 

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ai4 HYMN 210. 

2 By d^y, by night, at home, abroad^ 
Still we are gunrded by our God; 
By his incessant bounty fed, 

By his unerring counsel led. 

3 With grateful hearts the past we own ; 
The future, all to us unknown, 

We to thy guardian care commit, 
And peaceful leave before thy feet. 

4 In scenes exalted or depress'd, 

Be thou our joy, and thou our rest ; 
Thy goodness all our hopes shall raise^ 
Ador'd through all our changing days. 

5 When death shall interrupt these songs, 
And seal in silence mortal tongues, 
Our helper, God, in whom we trust, 
In better worlds our souls shall boast. 

H YM N 210. L. M. Dr. Watts. 

Life the Day of Grace and Hope, Eccl. is 4, 6, 6 10. 

£IFE is the time to serve the Lord, 
i The time t' ensure the great reward. 
And while the lamp holds out to burn. 
The vilest sinner may return. 
3 [Life is the hour that God hath given 
To 'scape from hell and fly to heaven ; 
The day of grace, and mortals may 
Secure the blessings of the day.] 

3 The living know that they must die, 
But all the dead forgotten lie ; 
Their memory and their sense is gone, 
Alike unknowing and unknown. 

4 [Their hatred and their love is lost, 
Their envy buried in the dust ; 
They have no share in all that's done 
Beneath the circuit of the sun.] 



I HYMN 211, 212. 515 

1 5 Then what my thoughts design to do^ 
j My hands with all your might pursue, 
j Since no device nor work is found, 

I Nor faith, nor hope, beneath the ground. 

j 6 There are no acts of pardon past 

; In the cold grave to which we haste ; 

i But darkness, death, and long despair^ 

! Reign in eternal silence there. 

HYMM 211. L. M. Dr. Watts. 

Yontli and Judgnunt h Cc' si 9 

YE sons of Adam, vain and young, 
Indulge your eyes, indulge your tongue; 
Taste the delights your souls desire, 
And give a loose to all your fire. 

2 Pursue the pleasures you design. 

And cheer your hearts with songs and wine; 
Enjoy the day of mirth, but know 
There is a day of judgment too. 

3 God from on high beholds your thoughts, 
His book records your secret faults; 
The works of dnrkness you have done 
Must all appear before the sun. 

4 The vengeance to your follies due 
Should strike your hearts with terror thro': 
How will ye stand before his face, 

Or answer tor his injur 'd grace ? 

5 A'mighty God, turn off their eyes 
From these alluring vanities, 
And let the thunder of thy word 
Awake their souls to fear the Lord. 

HYMN 212. L M. Dr. Watts. 

Mvict io Yotitk; or, old Age ai d Death m on uncnnvmed State Eccl. xii. 1, f. 
Isa. I v. ;0. 

"jVTOW in the heat of youthful blood, 
-i-^ Remember your Creator, God : 



516 HYMN- 213. 

Behold the months come hastening on. 
When you shall say my joys are gone. 

2 Behold the aged sinner goes, 
Laden with guilt and heavy woes^ 
Down to the regions of the dead, 
With endless curses on his head. 

3 The dust returns to dust again ; 
The soul, in agonies of pain, 
Ascends to God ; not there to dwell, 
But hears her doom, and sinks to hell. 

4 Eternal King! I fear thy name ; 
Tench me to know how trail 1 am ; 
And when my soul must hence remove, 
Give me a mansion in thy love. 

HYMN 213. C. M. Dr. Watts. 

Th.e .s//.;'i 'fisA (f Life, .md t!i< Goodness o' God. 

TIME ! what an empty vapour 'tis, 
And days, how swift they are ! 
Swift as the archer's arrow flies, 
Or like a shootmg star. 

2 [The present moments just appear, 

Th> n slide away in haste. 
That we can never say, they re here^ 
But only say, they're pa^t^ 

3 [Oor lif-» is ever on the wing. 

And de Uh is over nigh ; 
The moment when om lives begin, 
We all 6egin to die] 

4 Yet, mighty God ! our fleeting days 

Thv la^;t!ng favours shire : 
Yet with the bounties of thy grace, 
Thnu load'st the rolling year. 

5 'Tis sovereign mercy fisid^ us food 

And we are cloth d with love : 



j HYMN 214. 5n 

i While grace stands pointing out the road^ 
j That leads our souls above. 

I 6 His goodness runs an endless round ; 
All glory to the Lord ! 

1 His mercy never knows a bound ; 
' And be his name ador d. 

[ 7 Thus we begin the lasting song ; 
I And when we close our eyes, 
I Let the next age thy praise prolong. 
Till time and nature dies. 

HYMN 214. L. M. Dr. S. Stennet. 

Early P'tty Matt. xii. 20 

HOW soft the words my Saviour ^cpeaksJ 
How kind the promises he makes ! 
A bruised reed he never breaks, 

Nor will he quench the smoking flax. 

2 The humble poor he won't despise, 

Nor on the contrite sinner frown ; 
His ear is open to their cries, 

He quickly sends salvation down. 

3 When piety, in early minds, 

Like tender buds begins to shoot, 
He guards the plants from threat ning winds^ 
And ripens blossoms into fruit. 

4 With humble souls he bears a part 

In all the sorrows they endure ; 
Tender and gracious is his heart, 
His promise is for ever sure. 

5 He sees the struggles that prevail 

Between the powers of grace and sinj 
He kindly listens while they tell 
The bitter pangs they feel within. 



518 HYMN 215 216. 

6 Though press 'd with fears on every side, 
Th^y know not how the strife may end 
Yet he will soon the cause deride. 
And judgment unto victory send. 

HYMN 215. C M. Dr. Doddridge. 

TV Encuurasement voung Persons have to S'^k Christ Pro ^■■ni. 17. 

hearts, with youthful vigour warm, 
X In 

smiling crowds draw near 
And turn from every mortal charm, 
A Saviour's voice to hear. 

2 He, Lord of all the worlds on high, 

Stoops to converse with you ; 
And lays his radiant glories by, 
Your friendship to pursue. 

3 The soul, that longs to see my face, 
" Is sure my love to gain ; 

And those that early seek my grace, 
^' Shall never seek in vain." 

4 What otject, Lord, my soul should move. 

If once compared with thee ? 
What beauty should command my love, 
Like what in Christ I see ? 

5 Aw^ay, ye false delusive toys, 

yain temptv-rs of the mind! 
'Tis here 1 fix my lasting choice. 
For here true bliss I find. 

H ymn 216. L. M. Dr. Watts' Sermons. 

MA lov I: Ynulh,f,dH.s sk.-i of Heaven, ^'ark x 2i 
I ST all the charms of nature, then. 
So hopeless to salvation prove? 
Can heH demand, can heaven condemn 
The man whom Jesus deigns to love? 
2 The man w^ho sought the w^ajs of truth. 
Paid friends and neighbours all their due; 



HYMN 217. 519 

i A modest, sober, lovely youth, 

Who thought he wanted nothing now ? 

? But mark the change : thus spake the Lord; 

Come part with earth for heaven 
! to-day!" 

The youth, astonished at the word, 
j In silent sadness went his way. 

'A Poor virtues, that he boasted so, 
I This test unable to endure, 

Let Christ, and grace, and glory go, 
To make his land and money sure. 

5 Ah foolish choice of treasures here! 

Ah fatal love of tempting gold ! 
{ Must this base world be bought so dear ? 
i And life and heaven so cheaply sold ? 

6 In vain the charms of nature shine, 
If this vile passion governs me ; 

Transform my soul, O love divine ! 
And make me part with all for thee. 

II YM^^ 217. C. M. Dr. Watts. 

Frail Life, and succeeding Eternity 

THEE we adore, eternal name ! 
And humbly own to thee 
How feeble is our mortal frame ; 
What dying worms are we ! 

% [Our wasting lives grow shorter stilly 
As months and days increase; 
And every beating pulse we tell, 
Leaves the small number less. 

5 The year rolls round, and steals away 

I'he breath that first it gave ; 
I Whate er we do, whate'er we be, 
i We're travelling to the grave.] 



520 HYMN 218, 

4 Dangers stand thick through all the ground^ ^ 

To push us to the tomb ; 
And fierce diseases wait around, v 
To hurry mortals home. 

5 Great God! on what a slender thread 

Hang everlasting things ! 
Th* eternal state of all the dead 
Upon life's feeble strings. 

6 Infinite joy or endless wo 

Attends on every breath ; 
And yet how unconcern 'd we go 
Upon the brink of death ! 

7 Waken, O Lord, our drowsy sense, 

To walk this dangerous road ; 
And if our souls are hurried hence. 
May they be found with God. 

HYMN 218. S. M. Fawcett. 

Ho?i: shall a your.g Man cleanse his Way. F-^aim cxix 9. 

WITB humble heart and tongue^ 
My God, to thee I pray ; 
O make me learn whilst 1 am young. 
How I may cleanse my way. 

2 Now in my early days, 

Teach me thy will to know ; 
O God, thy sanctifying grace 
Betimes on me bestow. 

3 Make an unguarded youth 

l^he object of thy care ; 
Help me to choose the way of truth. 
And fiy from every snare. 

4 My heart, to folly prone, 

Renew by power divine ; 
Unite it to thyself alone. 
And make me wholly thine. 



HYMN 219. 521 

5 O let thy word of grace 

My warmest thoughts employ ; 
Be this through all my following days 
My treasure and my joy. 

6 To what thy laws impart 

Be my whole sou! inclni'd ; 
O let them dwell within my heart 
And sanctify my mind, 

7 May thy young servant learn^ 

By these to cleanse his way : 
And may I here the path discern. 
That leads to endless day. 

HYMN 219. L. M. President Davies. 

l<ationa^ Jud'^m'.nts ■leyrecated, and national Mercies pleaded. Amos iii- 1 —6. 

T ,^7HILE o'er our guilty land, O Lord^ 
V ^ We view the terrors of thy sword ; 
Oh ! whither shall the helpless fly ; 
To whom but thee direct their cry ? 

2 The helpless sinners' cries and tears 
Are grown familiar to thine ears ; 
Oft has thy mercy sent relief. 
When all was fear and hopeless grief. 

3 On thee, our guardian God, we call, 
Before thy throne of grace we fall ; 
And is there no deliverance there ? 
And must vve perish in despair ? 

4 See ! we repent, we weep, we mourn, 
To our forsaken God we turn ; 

O spare our guilty country, spare 

The <'hurch which thou hast planted faere» 

5 Wt iilead thy grace, indulgent ,God ; 
We plead thy Son's atoning blood ; 

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522 H YMISr 220. 

We plead thy gracious promises^ 
And are they unavailing pleas ? 
6 These pleas, presented at thy throne. 
Have brought ten thousand blessings down 
On guilty lands in helpless wo : 
Let them prevail to save us too. 

HYMN 220. L. M. Steele. 

Praise for national Peace. Psalm xlvi. 9. 

GREAT Ruler of the earth and skies^ 
A word of thy almighty breath 
Can sink the world, or bid it rise : 
Thy smile is life, thy frown is death. 

2 When angry nations rush to arms. 

And rage, and noise, and tumult reigns, 
And war resounds its dire alarms. 

And slaughter spreads the hostile plains ; 

3 Thy sovereign eye looks calmly down. 

And marks their course, and bounds their 
power ; 

Thy word the angry nations own, 

And noise and war are heard no more. 

4 Then peace returns with balmy wing, 

( S w^eet peace , with her what blessings fled !) 
Glad plenty laughs, the vallies sing, i 
Reviving commerce lifts her head. 

5 Thou good, and wise, and righteous Lord, 

All move subservient to thy will ; 
And peace and war await thy word, j 
And thy sublime decrees fulfil. 

6 To thee we pay our grateful songs, 

Thy kind protection still implore ; 
O may our hearts, and lives, and tongues^ 
Confess thy goodness and adore. 



HYMN 221, 222. 52S 
HYMN 221. C. M. Kippon. 

Thanksgiving for Victory over our Enemies. 

TO thee, who reign'st supreme above;, 
And reigri'st supreme below. 
Thou God of wisdom, power, and love, 
We our successes owe. 

2 The thundering horse, the martial band. 

Without thine aid were vain ; 
And victory flies at thy command 
To crown the bright campaign. 

3 Thy mighty arm unseen was nigh. 

When we our foes assail'd ; 
'Tis thou hast rais'd our honours high, 
And o'er their hosts prevail'd. 

4 Their mounds , their camps , their lofty towers . 

Into our hands are given, 
Not from desert or strength of ours. 
But through the grace of heaven. 

5 What though no columns lifted high 

Stand deep inscribed with praise* 
Yet sounding honours to the sky 
Our grateful tongues shall raise. 

6 To our young race will we proclaim 

The mercies God has shown ; 
That they may learn to bless his name^ 
And choose him for their ow^n. 

7 Thus, while we sleep in silent dust, 
When threatening dangers come, 

Their father s God shall be their trusty 
Their reluge and their home. 

HYMN 222. CM. Leech. 

For a Time of general Sickness. 

DEATH, with hisdread commission seal'd; 
Now hastens to his arms ; 



^4 HYMN 223. 

In awful state he takes the fields 
And sounds his dire alarms, 

2 Attendant plagues around him stand. 

And wait his dread command ; 
And pains, and dj^ing groans obey 
The signal of his hand. 

3 With cruel force he scatters round 

His shafts of deadly power ; 
While the grave waits its destined prey, 
Impatient to devour. 

4 Look up, ye heirs of endless joy, 

Nor let your fears prevail ; 
Eternal life is your reward. 
When life on earth shall fail. 

5 What though his darts, promiscuous hurl'd, 

Deal fatal plagues around ; 
And heaps of putrid carcasses 
O'erload the cumber d ground : 

6 The arrows that shall wound your flesh, 

Were given him from above. 
Dipt in the great Redeemer s blood, 
And wing'd with grace and love. 

7 These, with a gentle hand^ he throws, 

And saints lie gasping too ; 
But heavenly strength supports their souls. 
And bears them conquerors through. 

S Joyful they stretch their wings abroad, 
And all in triumph rise 
To the foir palace of their God 
And mansions in the skies. 



IIYMISS ^tS. CM. Steele. 

Dcsirivg the Presence of God in Affl'otion. 

THOU only centre of my rest. 
Look down with pitying eye 



HYMN 224. 525 

While with protracted pain opprest 
I breathe the plaintive sigh. 

2 Thy gracious presence, O my God^ 

My every wish contains ; 
With this, beneath affliction's load,, 
My heart no more complains. 

3 This can my every care control. 

Gild each dark scene with light ; 
This is the sunshine of the soul. 
Without it all is night. 

4 My Lord, my life, O cheer mj heart 

With thy reviving ray, 
An^l bid these mournful shades depart. 
And bring the dawn of day ! 

5 O happy scenes of pure delight! 

W here thy full be «ms impart 
Unclouded beauty to the sight, 
And rapture to the heart. 

6 Her part in those fair realms of bliss^ 

My spirit longs to know ; 
My wishes terminate in this^ 
Nor can they rest below. 

7 Lord, shall the breathings of my heart 

Aspire in vain to thee ? 
Confirm my hope, that where thou art 
1 shall for ever be. 

8 Then shall my cheerful spirit sing 

The darksome hours away. 
And rise on faith's expanded wing 
To everlasting day. 



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i?26 > HYMN 224, 225. 

HYMN 224. C. M. Dr. Watt.^. 

Complaint and Hope under great Pain. 

LORD, I am pain'd; but I resign 
My body to thy will ; 
"Tis grace, 'tis wisdom all divine* 
Appoints the pains I feel. 

% Dark are thy ways of providence, 
While they who love thee groan : 
Thy reasons lie concealed from sense^ 
Mysterious and unknown. 

3 Yet nature may have leave to speak, 

And plead before her God, 
Lest th' o'erburden*d heart should break 
Beneath thy heavy rod. 

4 These mournful groans and flowing tearsj> 

Giv|e my poor spirit ease : 
While every groan my Father hears^ 
And every tear he sees. 

5 [How shall I glorify my God 

In bonds of grief confined ? 
Damp'd is my vigour, while this clod 
Hangs heavy on my mind.] 

Q Is not some smiling hour at hand 
With peace upon its wings ? 
Give it, O God, thy swift command. 
With all the joys it brings. 

HYMN ^25 C. M. Dr. Doddridge. 

Pr. s. fo R covr.y from Sickness Ps c.wiii 18. 19. 

SOVEREIGN of life, I own thy hand 
In every chastening stroke ; 
And, while I smart beneath thy rod^ 
Thy presence I invoke. 
2 To thee in my distress I cried, 
And thou hast bow'd thine ear ; 



HYMlSr 226. 521 

Thy powerful word my life prolonged. 
And brought salvation near. 

3 Unfold, ye gates of righteousness^ 

That, with the pious throngs 
I may record my solemn vows. 
And tune my grateful song. 

4 Praise to the Lord, whose gentle hand 

Renews our labouring breath ; 
Praise to the Lord, who makes his saints 
Triumphant e'en in death. 

5 My God, in thine appointed hour 

Those heavenly gates display, 
Where pain and sin, and fear^ and death 
For ever flee away. 

6 There, while the nations of the bless'd. 

With raptures bow around, 
My anthems to delivering grace, 
In sweeter strains shall sound. 

HYMN 226. C. M. Dr. Watts. 

The Song •. Simeon ; or Death, mad' desirable Luke ii. 27, &e. 

LORD, at thy temple we appear, 
As happy Simeon came, 
And hope to meet our Saviour here; 
O make our joys the same ! 

2 With what divine and vast delight 

The good old man was fill'd. 
When fondly in his withered arms 
He clasp 'd the holy child : 

3 ^'Now I can leave this world, (he cried,) 

" Behold thy servant dies; 
I've seen thy great salvation, Lord^ 
And close my peaceful eyes. 

4 " This is the light prepared to shine 

I' Upon the Geutil© laudS; 



528 HYMN 227. 

" Thine Israel's glory and their hope. 
^' To break their slavish bands." 

5 [Jesus, the vision of thy face, 

Hath overpowering charms ! 
Scarce shall I feel death's cold embrace^ 
If Christ be in my arms. 

6 Then whilst ye hear my heart-strings break 

How sweet my mmutes roll ! 
A mortal paleness on my cheek. 
And glory in my soul ] 

HYMN 227. C. M. Dr. Watts. 

The Death of a Sinner 

MY thoughts on awful subjects roll.. 
Damnation and the dead : 
What horrors seize the guilty soul 
Upon a dying bed ! 

2 Lingering about these mortal shores. 

She makes a long delay, 
Till like a flood with rapid force 
Death sweeps the wretch away. 

3 Then, swift and dreadful, she descends 

Down to the fiery coast, 
Amongst abominable fiends. 
Herself a frighted ghost. 

4 There endless crowds of sinners lie, 

And darkness makes their chains ; 
Tortur'd with keen despair they crj, 
Yet wait for fiercer pains. 

5 Not all their anguish and their blood 

For their past guilf atones, 
Nor the compassion of a God 
Shall hearken to their groans. 

6 Amazing grace, that kept my breathy 

Nox bade my squI remove^ 



HYMN 228, 229. 52.9 

'Till I had learn 'd my Saviour s death, 
And well ensur'd his love ! 

HYMN 228. C. M. Dr. Watts. 

Death and Ettrnity. 

STOOP down, my thoughts^ that use to rise^ 
Converse a while with death : 
Think how a gasping mortal lies, 
And pants away his breath. 

2 His quivering lips hang feebly down^ 

His pulse is faint and few, 
Then speechless, with a doleful groan 
He bids the world adieu. 

3 But, O the soul that never dies ! 

At once it leaves the clay ! 
Ye thoughts, pursue it where it flies^ 
And trace its wondrous way. 

4 Up to the courts where angels dwell;, 

It mounts triumphant there; 
Or devils plunge it down to hell^ 
In infinite despair. 

5 And must my body faint and die ? 

And must this soul remove? 
O, for some guardian angel nigh^ 
To bear it safe above. 

6 Jesus, to thy dear faithful hand, 

My naked soul I trust ; 
My flesh shall wait for thy commands 
And drop into my dust. 

HYMN 229 CM. Dr. Watts. 

Moses Dying in the Embraces of God 

DE ATH cannot make our souls afraid, 
If God be with us there : 
We may walk through its darkest shade^ 
And never yield to fear. 



53a HYMN 230. 

2 I could renounce my all below^ 

If my Creator bid ; 
And run, if I were call'd to go, 
And die as Moses did. 

3 Might I but climb to Pisgah's top, 

And view the promised land, 
My flesh itself would long to drop, 
And pray for the command. 

4 Clasp 'd in my heavenly Father's arms^ 

I would forget my breath, 
And lose my life amid the charms 
Of so divine a death. 

HYMN 230. CM. Dr. Watts. 

Deatfi dreadful, or delightful. 

DEATH ! 'tis a melancholy day g 

To those that have no God, m 

When the poor soul is fbrc'd away M 

To seek her last abode. m 

2 In vain to heaven she lifts her eyes ; m 

But guilt, a heavy chain, * 
Still drags her downward from the skies^ 
To darkness, fire, and pain. 

5 Awake and mourn, ye heirs of hell, M 

Let stubborn sinners tear ; 
You mu^t be driven from earth, and dwell 
A long /or ever there. 

4 See how the pit gapes wide for you, 

And flashes in your face ; 
And thou, my soul, look downward too, 
And sing recovering grace. 

5 He is a God of sovereign love, 

That promis'd heaven to me. 
And taught my thoughts to soar above. 
Where happy spirits be. 



HYMN 231,232. 531 

6 Prepare me, Lord, for thy right hand, 
Then come the joyful day : 
Come, death, and some celestial band^ 
To bear my soul away. 

HYMN 231. C. M. Dr. Watts. 

A Thought of Death and Glory 

MY soul, come, meditate the day, 
And think how near it stands, 
When thou must quit this house of clay. 
And fly to unknown lands. 

2 [And you, mine eyes, look down and view 

The hollow, gaping tomb : 
This gloomy prison waits for you, 
Whene'er the summons come.] 

3 Oh! could we die with those that die, 

And place us in their stead ; 
Then would our spirits learn to fly, 
And converse with the dead : 

4 Then should we see the saints above 

In their own glorious form^, 
And wonder why our souls should love 
To dwell with mortal worms. 

5 How we should scorn these clothes of flesh, 

These fetters, and this load ; 
And long for evening to undress, 
That we may rest with God.] 

6 We should almost forsake our clay, 

Before the summons come, 
And pray, and wish our souls away 
To their eternal home. 

HYMN 232. C. M. Dr. Watts. 

A Funeral Tkoughl. 

HARK ! from the tombs a doleful sounds 
My ears attend the cry, 



5S2 HYMN 233. 

Ye living men, come view the ground^ 
Where you must shortly lie. 

2 Princes, this clay must be your bed^ 
" In spite of all your towers ! 

The tall, the wise, the reverend head. 
Must lie as low as ours/' 

3 Great God ! is this our certain doom ? 

And are we still secure? 
Still walking downward to the tomb, 
And yet'prepare no more ? 

4 Grant us the power of quickening grace^^ 

To fit our souls to fly ; 
Then, when we drop this dying fleshy 
We'll rise above the sky. 

HYMN 233.- CM. Needbam. 

Tf I'--:: Surprised. Luke xi- 16-22 

DELUDED souls! who think to find 
A solid bliss below : 
Bliss ! the fair flower of Paradise, 
On earth can never grow. 

2 See how the foolish wretch is pleas'd, 

T' increase his worldly store; 
Too scanty now he finds his barns, 
And covets room for more. 

3 What shall I do?" distrest he cries, 

This scheme will I pursue : 
My scanty barns shall now come down, 
" I'll 1 uild them large and n- w, 

4 Here will I lay my fruits, and bid 
" My soul to take its ease ; 

" Eat, drink, be glad, my lasting store 
" Shall give what joys I please." 

5 Scarce had he spoke, when lo ! from heaven 

Th' Aimightj made reply : 



HYMN 234. 533 

For whom dost thou provide, thou fool ? 
" This night thyself shalt die." 

6 Teach me, my God, all earthly joy 
Are but an empty dream : 
And may I seek my bhss alone^ 
In thee, the good Supreme ! 

HYMN 234. C. M, Dr. Watts' Lyric Poems. 

Death, and Ettrnily. 

MY thoughts, that often mount the skies^ 
Go, search the world beneath^ 
Where nature all in ruin lies, 
And owns her sovereign, Death. 

2 The tyrant, how he triumphs here^* 

His trophies spread around ! 
And heaps of dust and bones appear 
Through all the hollow ground. 

3 These skulls, what ghastly figures now ! 

How loathsome to the eyes ; 
These are the heads we lately knew 
So beauteous and so wise. 

4 But where the souls, those deathless things 

That left their dying clay ? 
My thoughts, now stretch out all your wings^ 
And trace eternity. 

5 O that unfathomable sea ! 

Those deeps without a shore ! 
Where living waiters gently play, 
Or fiery billows roar. 

6 There we shall swim in heavenly bliss, 

Or sink in flaming waves ; 
While the pale carcass breathless lies 
Among the silent graves. 

* Bunhill Fields,. 

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534 IJ YMN 235, 236. 

7 Prepare us, Lord, for thy right hand^ 
Then come the joyful day ; 
Come, death, and some celestial band^ 
To bear our souls away." 

HYMN 235. C. M. Dr. Watts. 

A Prospect of Rtavtn via'Kcs Death eas^. 

mHERE is a land of pure delight, 
JL AVhere saints immortal reign ; 
Infinite day excludes the night, 
And pleasures banish pain. 

2 There everlasting spring abides, 

And never withering flowers ; 
Death, like a narrow sea, divides 
This heavenly land from ours. 

3 [Sweet fields beyond the swelling flood, 

Stand dress 'd in living green ; 
So to the Jews old Canaan stood. 
While Jordan roU'd between. 

4 But timorous mortals start and shrink, 

To cross this narrow sea, 
And linger, shivering on the brink. 
And fear to launch away.] 

5 Oh ! could we make our doubts remove^ 

These gloomy doubts that rise, 
And see iJhe Canaan that we love. 
With unbeclouded eyes. 

6 Could we but climb where Moses stood, 

And view the landscape o'er, 
Not Jordan's stream, nor death's cold flood 
Should fright us from the shore. 

HYMN 236. .S. M. Dr, Watts. 

THumph over Dca k, in Hope of the Resurrection. 

AND must this body die ? 
This mortal frame decay ? 



HYMN 231. 53 

And must these active limbs of mine. 
Lie mouldering in the clay ? 

2 Corruption, earth, and worms 

Shall but refine this flesh, 
'Till my triumphant spirit comes 
To put it on afresh. 

3 God. my Redeemer, lives, 

And often from the skies 
Looks down and watches all my dust, 
'Till he shall bid it rise. 

4 Array 'd in glorious grace, 

Shall these vile bodies shine, 
And every shape, and every face, 
Look heavenly and divine. 

5 These lively hopes we owe 

To Jesus^ dying love ; 
We %vould adore his grace below. 
And sing his power above. 

6 Dear Lord ! accept the praise 

Of these our humble songs, 
'Till tunes of nobler sound we raise, 
With our immortal tongues. 

HYMN 237. J. M. Fawcett.- 

The Death, of the Sinner and the Saiut 

WHAT scenes of horror and of dread 
Await the sinner's dying bed ! 
Death's terrors all appear in sights 
Presages of eternal night. 

2 His sins in dreadful order rise, 
And till his soul with sad surprise ; 
Mount Sinai s thunder stuns his ears. 
And not one ray of hope appears. 

3 Tormenting pangs distract his breast ; 
Where'er he turns he finds no rest : 



536 HVMN 238. 

Death strikes the blow^ he groans and cries 
And in despair and horror dies. 

4 Not so the heir of heavenly bliss ; 
His soul is fill'd with conscious peace ; 
A steady faith subdues his fear; 

He sees the happy Canaan near. 

5 His mind is tranquil and serene ; 
No terrors in his looks are seen ; 

His Saviour s smile dispels the gloom. 
And smooths his passage to the tomb. 

6 Lord, make my taith and love sincere, 
My judgment sound, my conscience clear: 
And v^hen the toils of life are past, 

May 1 be found in peace at last. 

H y M N 238. 1 48th. Toplady's Collection^ 

The Midnight Cry Matt. xxv. 6. 

YE virgin souls arise, 
With all the dead awake; 
Unto salvation wise, 

Oil in your vessels take : 
Upstarting at the midnight cry, 
Behold your heavenly Bridegroom nigh. 

2 He comes, he comes, to call 

The nations to his bar, 
And take to glory all 

Who meet for glory are : 
]\Iake ready for your free reward, 
Go forth with joy to meet your Lord— 

3 Go, meet him in the sky. 

Your everlasting Friend ; 
Your head to glorify, 

With all his saints ascend : 
Ye pure in heart, obtain the grace 
To see, without a veil, his face. 



HYMN 239, 



537 



4 Ye that have here receiv'd 

The unction from above^ 
And in his Spirit liv 'd, 

And thirsted for his love ; 
Jesus shall claim you for his bride ; 
Rejoice with all the sanctified. 

5 Rejoice, in glorious hope 

Of that great day unknowo. 
When you shall be caught up 

To stand before his throne ; 
Caird to partake the marriage feastj 
And lean on our ImmanueFs breast, 

6 The everlasting doors 

Shall soon the saints receive. 
With seraphs, thrones, and powers, 

In glorious joy to live : 
And far from sorrow, pain and sin^ 
To reign in peace and light divine. 

7 Then let us wait to hear 

The trumpet s welcome sound ; 
To see our Lord appear, 

May we be watching found ; . 
Enrob'd in righteousness divine, 
In which the bride shall ever shine. 
HYMN 239. c. M. Rippon. 

Vicibrv liver Dtath through Clirvt \ C:r. xv. 57. 

WHEN death appears before my sight; 
In all his dire array, 
Unequal to the dreadful fight, 
My courage dies away. 
2 But see my glorious leader nigh ! 
My Lord, my Saviour lives ; 
Before him death's pale terrors fly^ 
And my faint heart revives. 



538 HYMN 240. 

2 He left his dazzling throne above. 

He met the tyrant s dart, 
And (O amazing power of love!) 
Recev'd it in his heart. 

4 No more^ Oh grim destroyer, boast 

Thy universal sway ; 
To heaven-born souls thy sting is lost ; 
Thy night is chang'd to day. 

5 Lord, I commit my soul to thee ; 

Accept the sacred trust ; 
Receive this nobler part of me, 
And watch my sleeping dust : 

6 'Till that illustrious morning come^ 

When all thy saints shall rise, 
And cloth'd in full immortal bloom, 
Attend thee to the skies. 

7 When thy triumphant armies sing 

The honours of thy name, 
And heaven's eternal arches ring 
With glory to the Lamb ; 

8 O let me join the raptured lays, 

And with the blissful throng 
Resound salvation, power, and praise, 
In everlasting song. 

HMYN 240. C. M. Dr. Watts' Lyric. 

iTAl Pnstnce of God rvorth dying for ; or, the Death of Moses. Deut KXXii. 49, 40. 

xxxiv. 5. 

LORD, 'tis an infinite delight 
To see thy lovely face. 
To dwell whole ages in thy sight, 
And feel thy vital rays, 

3 This Gabriel knows, and sings thy name, 

With rapture on his tongue ; 
Moses, the saint, enjoys the same, 



HYMN 241. ^30 

3 While the bright nation sounds thy praise 
From each eternal hill, 
Sweet odours of exhaling grace 
The happy region fill. 

! 4 Thy love, a sea without a shore, 
Spreads life and joy abroad ; 
O ! 'tis a heaven worth dying for, 
To see a smiling God. 

5 Sweet was the journey to the sky, 

The wondrous prophet tried ; 
^ Climb up the mount,' said God, and die 
The prophet clim'd, and died. 

6 Show me thy face, and Til away 

From all inferior things ; 
Speak, Lord, and here I quit my clay, 
And stretch my airy wings. 

HYMN 241. C. M. Dr. S. Stennett. 

Children Dying in their Infancy in the Arms of Jetus Matt- six. 1/h 

THY life I read , my dearest Lord, 
With transport all divine ; 
Thine image trace in every word, 
Thy love in every line. 

2 Methinks I see a thousand charms 

Spread o'er thy lovely face. 
While infants in thy tender arms 
Receive the smiling grace. 

3 " I take these little lambs," said he, 

And lay them on my breast ; 
Protection they shall find m'me, 
" In me be ever blest 

4 Death may the bands of life unloose, 

But can't dissolve my love ; 
Millions of infant souls compose 
The family above. 



540 HYMN 242. 

5 " Their feeble frames my power shall raise, 

" And mould with heavenly skill ; 
" I'll gi*/e thom tongues to sing my praise, 
And hands to do my will" 

6 His Wv)rds the happy parents hear, 

And shout with joys divine ; 

Dear Saviour, ail we have, and are, 

Shall be tor ever thme/' 

HYMN 242 C. M. Steele. 

At the Fv reral of young Person. 

T7ITHEN blooming youth is snatch'd away 
V T By death's reisistless hand, 
Our hearts the mournfu] tribute pay^ 
Which pity must demand. 

S While pity prompts the rismg sigh,^ 
O may this truth, imprest 
With awful power,— I too must die. 
Sink deep in every breast 

S Let this vain world engage no more : 
Behold the gaping tomb I 
It bids us seize the present hour ; 
To-morrow death may come. 

4 The voice of this alarming scene 

May every heart obey ; 
Nor be the heavenly warning vain, 
Which calls to watch, and pray. 

5 O let us fly, to Jesus fly, 

Whose powerful arm can>save ; 
Then shall our hopes ascend on high, 
And triumph o'er the grave. 

6 Great God, thy sovereign grace impart, 

With cleanJ^^ing. healing power : 
This only can prepare the heart 
For death s surprising hour. 



HYMN 243, 244. 641 
HYMN 243. C. M. Dr. Doddridge. 

Comfort for pious Parents, mho have been bereaved of their Children. Isaiah Ivi. 4, 5. 

YE mourning saints, whose streaming tears 
Flow o'er your children dead, 
Say not in transports of despair, 
That all your hopes are fled. 

|2 While cleaving to that darling dust, 
I In fond distress ye lie ; 
I Rise, and with joy and reverence view 
A heavenly parent nigh. 

3 Though your young branches torn away, 
Like withered trunks ye stand, 
With fairer verdure shall ye bloom, 
j Touch 'd by th' Almighty's hand. 

!|4 " ril give the mourner/* saith the Lord, 
I In mine own house a place ; 

" No names of daughters and of sons 
Could yield so high a grace. 

5 " Transient and vain is every hope 
I A rising race can give ; 

i In endless honour and delight 
My children all shall live." 

6 We welcome, Lord, those rising tears, 

Through which thy face we see, 
And bless those wounds which thro' our hearts 
Prepare a way for thee. 

HYMN 244. C. M. Dr. Doddridge. 

Sub?):issio7i under bereaving Providences. VsalBD xUi. )0. 

PEACE, 'tis the Lord Jehovah s hand 
That blasts our joys in death ; 
Changes the visage once so dear, 
And gathers back the breath. 

j2 'Tis he, the Potentate supreme 
I Of all the worlds above. 



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542 HYMN 245. 

Whose steady counsels wisely rule^ 
Nor from their purpose move. 

3 'Tis he, whose justice might demand 

Our souls a sacrifice ; 
Yet scatters with unwearied hand 
A thousand rich supplies. 

4 Our covenant God and Father he. 

In Christ our bleeding Lord ; 
Whose grace can heal the bursting heart 
With one reviving word. 

5 Fair garlands of immortal bliss, 

He weaves for every brow ; 
And shall rebellious passions rise, 
When he corrects us now ? 

6 Silent we own Jehovah's name, 

We kiss the scourging hand, 
And yield our comforts and our life 
To his supreme command. 

HYMN 245. L. M. s . 

Sati': ■ action in God under the Losf of dzar Friends. I 

THE God of love will sure indulge |j 
The flowing tear, the heaving sigh, | 
When his own children fall around ; 
When tender friends and kindred die. 

2 Yet not one anxious, murmuring thought 

Should with our mourning passions blend : 
Nor would our bleeding hearts forget 
Th' almighty ever-living Friend. 

3 Beneath a numerous train of ills.. 

Our feeble flesh and heart may fail; 
Yet shall our hope in thee, our God, 
O'er every gloomy fear prevail. 

4 Parent and Husband, Guard and Guide, 

Thou art each tender name in one ; 



HYMN 246. u$ 

On thee we cast our every care, 
And comfort seek from thee alone. 

Our Father God. to thee we look, 

Om' Rock, Our Portion and our Friend ; 
And on thy covenant-love and truth. 
Our sinkus.^ souls shall still depend. 

HYMN 246. C M. Dr. Doddridge. 

Comfort nrid:~ t^- L nf Mhiistcrs. 

OW let our drooping hearts revive^ 
1 And all oor tears be dry ; 
Why should those eyes be drown'd in grief. 
Which view a Saviour nigh ? 

B What though the arm of conquering death 
I Does God's own house invade ; 
I What though the prophet and the priest 
Be numbered with the dead ! 

3 Though earthly shepherds dwell in dust^ 

The aged and the young, 
The watchful eye in darkness clos'd, 
And mute th' instructive tongue : 

4 Th' eternal Shepherd still survives, 

New comfort to impart ; 
His eye still guides us, and his voice 
Still animates our heart. 

5 ^' Lo, I am with you," saith the Lord. 

" My church shall safe abide; 
For I will ne'er forsake mine own, 
" Whose souls in me confide." 

6 Through every scene of life and death. 

This promise is our trust ; 
And this shall be our children's song^ 
When we are coid in dust. 



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M4 HYMN 247, §48. 

HYMN 247. CM. Rippon. 

Tke. Bodies of the. Saints quickened and raised by the Spirit Rom. viii. H. 

WHY should our mourning thoughts 
delight 
To grovel in the dust ? 
Or whj should streams of tears unite 
Around th' expiring just? 

2 Did not the Lord, our Saviour, die, 

And triumph o'er the grave ? 
Did not our Lord ascend on high. 
And prove his power to save ? 

3 Doth not the sacred Spirit come, 

And dwell in all the saints? 
And should the temples of his grace 
Resound with long complaints? 

4 Awake, my soul, and like the sun 

Burst through each sable cloud ; 
And thou, my voice, though broke with sighs. 
Tune forth thy songs aloud. 

5 The Spirit rais'd my Saviour up. 

When he had bled for me ; 
And, spite of death and hell, shall raise 
Thy pious friends and thee. 

6 Awake, ye saints, that dwell in dust^ 

Your hymns of victory sing ; 
And let his dying servants trust 
Their ever- living King. 

HYMN 248. C. M. Dr. Walts's Lyric. 

J Prospect of the Resurrection 

HOW long shall death, the tyrant, reign , 
And triumph o er the just ; 
While the rich blood of martyrs slain 
Lies mingled with the du«t ? 



HYMN 249. 545 

2 Lo, I behold the scattered shades ; 

The dawn of heaven appears ; 
The sweet, immortal mornmg spreads 
Its blushes round the spheres. 

3 I see the Lord of glory come. 

And flaming guards around ; 
The skies divide to make him room^ 
The trumpet shakes the ground. 

4 I hear the voice, Ye dead arise 

And lo, the graves obey ; 
And waking saints with joyful eyes 
Salute th' expected day. 

5 They leave the dust, and on the wing 

Rise to the midway air. 
In shining garments meet their King^ 
And low adore him there. 

6 O may our humble spirits stand 

Among them cloth'd in white ! 
The meanest place at his right hand 
Is infinite delight. 

7 How will our joy and wonder rise. 

When our returning King 
Shall bear us homeward through the skies^ 
On love's triumphant wing ! 

HYMN 249. C. M. Dr. Watts. 

The last Judgment. Rev, xxi. 5— 8. 

SEE where the great incarnate God 
- Fills a majestic throne, 
While from the skies his awful voice 
Bears the last judgment down, 
2 I am the first, and I the last. 

Through endless years the same ; 
I AM, is my memorial still, 
And my eternal name« 
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546 HYMN 250. 

3 ^' Such favours as a God can give^ 

" My royal grace bestov^s ; | 
Ye thirsty souls, come taste the streams 
Where life and pleasure flows ] 

4 ['^ The saint that triumphs o'er his sinS;, 

" I'll own him ibr a son ; 
The whole creation shall reward 
The conquests he has won. 

5 But bloody hands, and hearts unclean. 

And all the lying race, 
The faithless and the scoffing crew 
That spurn'd at offer 'd grace : 

6 " They shall be taken from my sightj 

" Bound fast in iron chains, 

And headlong plung'd into the lake, 

" Where fire and darkness reigns."] 

7 O may I stand before the Lamb, 

When earth and seas are fled ! 
And hear the Judge pronounce my name 
With blessings on my head ! 

8 May I with those for ever dwell, 

'Who here were my delight ; 
While sinners, banish'd down to hell^ 
No more offend my sight. 

HYMN 250. C. M. Dr. Watts. 

God the Thunderer ; or. the last Judgmtnt, avd Hdl ^ 

SING to the Lord ^ ye heavenly hosts. 
And thou, O earth, adore ; 
Let death and hell, through all their coasts^ 
Stand trembling at his power. 
^ His sounding chariot shakes the sky, 
He makes the clouds his throne ; 



Made in a great ?torni of thunder August the 20th. 1697 



HYMN 251. 547 

There all his stores of lightning lie, 
'Till vengeance darts them down. 

3 His nostrils breathe out fiery streams, 

And from his awful tongue 
A sovereign voice divides the flames, 
And thunder roars along. 

4 Think, O my soul, the dreadful day, 

When this incensed God 
Shall rend the skj, and burn the sea, 
And send his wrath abroad ! 

5 What shall the wretch, the sinner do ? 

He once defied the Lord ; 
But he shall dread the Thunderer now, 
And sink beneath his word. 

6 Tempests of angry fire shall roll, 

To blast the rebel worm, 
And beat upon his naked soul 
In one eternal storm. 

HYMN 251. L. M. Dr, Watts. 

A Happy Resurrection. 

NO, I'll repine at death no more ; 
^ But with a cheerful voice, resign 
To the cold dungeon of the grave 

These dying, withering limbs of mine, 

2 Let worms devour my wasting flesh, 

And crumble all my bones to dost, 
My God shall raise my frame anew, 
At the revival of the just. 

3 Break, sacred morning, through the skies, 

Bring that delightful, dreadful day ! 
Cut short the hours, dear Lord, and come ; 
Thy lingering wheels how long they stay ! 

4 [Our weary spirits faint to see 

The light of thy returning face, 



548 HYMN 252, 253. 

And hear the language of those lips, 
Where God has shed his richest grace.] 

5 [Haste then upon the wings of love; 
Rouse all the pious sleeping clay. 
That we may join in heavenly joys, 

And sing the triumphs of the day ] i 

HYMiV 252. L. M. Rippon. 

Tfie B:,oJcs opened. Rev ss 12. 

METHINKS the last great day is come ^ 
Methinks I hear the trumpet sound 
That shakes the earth, rends every tomb, 
And wakes the prisoners under ground* 

2 The mighty deep gives up her trust, 

Aw'd by the Judge's high command ; 
Both small and great now quit their dust. 
And round the dread tribunal stand. 

3 Behold the awful books display 'd, 

Big with th important fates of men ; 
E ich deed and word now public made. 
As wrote by Heaven's unerring pen. 

4 To every soul , the books assign 

The joyous or the dread reward ; 
Sinners in vain lament and pine ; 
No plea the Judge will here regard. 

5 Lord when these awful leaves unfold, | 

May life s fair book my soul approve : 
There may I read my name enroll d, 
And triumph in redeeming love. 

HYMN 253. S. M. Dr. Doddridge, 

The final Serdnice and Misery of the IVickcd. Mdtt \. il. 

AND will the Judge descend ? 
And must the dead arise ? 
And not a single soul escape 
His all-discerning eyes ? 



HYMN 254. 5# 

2 And from his righteous lips 

Shall this dread sentence sound : 
And through the numerous guilty throng, 
Spread black despair around : 

3 " Depart from me, accurs'd, 

To everlasting flame, 
For rebel angels first prepared, 
Where mercj never came/' 

4 How will my heart endure 

The terrors of that daj% 
When earth and heaven, before his face^ 
Astonish'd shrink away ? 

5 But ere that trumpet shakes 

The mansions of the dead. 
Hark, from the gospel's cheering sounds 
What joyful tidings spread ! 

6 Ye sinners, seek his grace, 

Whose wrath ye cannot bear 
Fly to the shelter of his cross, 
And find salvation there. 

7 So shall that curse remove, 

By which the Saviour bled ; 
Aiid the last awful day shall pour 
His blessings on your head. 

HYMN 254. C. M. Dr. Doddridge. 

The filial Sentence, aid Happiness of the Righttous. M sj;v. 34. 

ATTEND, my soul ; my heart, rejoice^ 
While Jesus from his throne, 
Before the bright angelic hosts, 
Makes his last sentence known. 

'2 When sinners, cursed, from his face 
To raging flames are dri ven ; 



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bSO HYMN 255. 

His voice with melody divine^ 
Thus calls his saints to heaven 

3 " Bless'd of my Father, all draw near. 

Receive the great reward ; 
And rise, with raptures to possess 
The kingdom love prepared. 

4 Ere earth's foundations first were laid, 

His sovereign purpose wrought^ 
And rear'd those palaces divine, 
" To which you now are brought 

5 There shall you reign unnumbered years, 
" Protected bj^ my power ; 

While sin and ideath and pains and cares. 
Shall vex your souls no more/' 

6 Come, thou majestic Saviour, come, 

This jubilee proclaim ; 
And teach us language fit to praise 
So great, so dear a Name 

HYMN 255. C. M. Dr. S. Slennet. 

The. last Judgment. 

T TE coDies! he comes! to judge the world;,"' 
Xn Aloud th' archangel cries ; 
While thunders roll from pole to pole, 
And lightnings cleave the skies. 

2 Th' affrighted nations hear the sound, 

And upward lift their ej^es : 
The slumbering tenants of the ground, 
In living armies rise. 

3 Amid the shouts of numerous friends^ 

Of hosts divinely bright, 
The Judge in solemn pomp descends^ 
Array 'd in robes of light. 

4 Hi^< head and hairs are white as snow. 

His eyes a fiery flame^ 



HYMlSr 256. 551 

A radiant crown adorns his brow. 
And Jesus is his name. 

5 Writ on his thigh his name appears. 

And scars his victories tell : 
Lo ! in his hand the Conqueror bears 
The keys of death and hell, 

6 Lo ! he ascends the judgment seat. 

And at his dread command, 
Mjriads of creatures round his feet 
In solemn silence stand. 

7 Princes and peasants here expect 

Their last, their righteous doom. 
The men who dar'd his grace reject. 
And they who dar'd presume. 

8 Depart, ye sons of vice and sin,'* 

The injur 'd Jesus cries ; 
While the long kindling wrath within, 
Flashes from both his eyes. 

9 And now in words divinely sweet, 

With rapture in his face. 
Aloud his sacred lips repeat 
The sentence of his grace. 

10 " Well done, my good and faithful sons. 

The children of my love : 
^* Receive the sceptres, crowns and thrones^ 
Prepared for you above." 

HYMN 256. CM. Dr. Watts. 

Hope Of Heaven by the Resurrection cf Christ. 1 Pet. i. 3, 4, 5. 

BLESS'D be the everlasting God, 
The Father of our Lord : 
Be his abounding mercy prais'd. 
His majesty ador'd. 



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i>52 Hymn !257. 

2 When from the dead he rais'd his Son, 

And caird him to the skj, 
. He gave our souls a lively hope 
That they should never die. 

3 What tho' our inbred sins require 

Our flesh to see the dust. 
Yet as the Lord our Saviour rose^ 
So all his folFwers must. 

4 There s an inheritance divine. 

Reserved against that day ; 
'Tis uncorrupted, undefird. 
And cannot fade away. 

5 Saints by the power of God are kept 

'Till the salvation come : 
We walk by faith, as strangers here, 
'Till Christ shall call us home. 

HYMN 257. C M. Dr Watts. 

Jssurance o/ H aven . or, a Saint prepared to die. 2 Tim. iv 6, 7, 8, 18. 

EATH may dissolve my body now^, 
And bear my spirit home ; 
Why do my minutes move so slow, 
Nor my salvation come ? 

2 With heavenly weapons I have fought 

The battles of the Lord ; 
Finished my course and kept the faitk. 
And wait the sure reward ] 

3 God has laid up in heaven for me 

A crown which cannot fade ; 
The righteous judge, at thdt great day. 
Shall place it on my head. 

4 Nor hath the King of grace decreed 

This prize for me alone 
But all that love and long to see 
Th* appearance of his Son. 




HYMN 258, 259. 55$ 

5 Jesus, the Lord, shall guard me safe 

From every ill design ; 
And to his heavenly kingdom take 
This feeble soul of mine. 

6 God is my everlasting aid, 

And hell shall rage in vain ; 
To him be highest glory paid, 
And endless praise. Amen, 

HYMN 258. CM. Dr. Watts. 

Bless ed arc (he dead that die in the Lord, Rev xiv 3. 

ITE AR what the voice from heavn proclaims 
1 For all the pious dead ; 
Sweet is the savour of their names. 
And soft their sleeping bed. 

2 They die in Jesus; and are bless'd ; 

How kind their slumbers are ! 
From sufferings and from sin released, 
And free'd from every snare. 

3 Far from this world of toil and strife^ 

They're present with the Lord ; 
The labours of their mortal life 
End in a large reward. 

HYMN 259. C M. D. Watts. 

The Martyrs gUiri/iid. Rev. vii 13, &c. 

THESE fflorious fmnds, how bright 
they shine ! 
Whence all their tchite array ? 
How came they to the happy seats 
Of everlasting day ? 

2 From torturing pains to endless joys, 

On fiery wheels they rode, 
And strangely wash'd their raiment white 
In Jesus' dying blood. 

3 Now they approach a spotless God^ 

And bow before his throne ; 



554 HVMN 260. 

Their warbling harps and sacred songs 
Adore the holy One. 

4 The unveird glories of his face 

Among his saints reside ; 
While the rich treasure of his grace 
Sees all their wants supplied. 

5 Tormenting thirst shall leave their souls, 

And hunger flee as fast; 
The fruit of life's immortal tree 
Shall be their sweet repast. 

6 The Lamb shall lead his heavenly flock 

Where living fountains rise. 
And love divine shall wipe away 
The sorrows of their eyes. 

HYMN 260. CM. Dr. Watts. 

Heaven Invisible and Holy. 1 Cor ji. 9, 10. Rev xvi. 27. 

NOR eye hath seen, nor ear hath heard^ 
Nor sense nor reason known, 
What joys tEe Father has prepar'd 
For those that love the Son. 

2 But the good Spirit of the Lord 

Reveals a heaven to come ; 
The beams of glory in his word^ 
Allure and guide us home. 

3 Pure are the joys above the sky, 

And all the region peace ; 
No wanton lips, nor envious eye, 
Can see, or taste the bliss. 

4 Those holy gates for ever bar 

Pollution, sin, and shame ; 
None shall obtain admittance there, 
But followers of the Lamb. 

5 He keeps the Fathers book of life, 

There all their names are found ; 



HYMN 261 5 262. 555 

The hypocrite in vain shall strive 
To tread the heavenly ground. 

HYMN 261. L. M. Dr. Watts. 

The Sight .// God and Christ in Heaven. 

DESCEND from heaven, immortal Dove^ 
Stoop down and take us on thy wings, 
And mount and bear us far above 
The reach of these inferior things ; 

2 Beyond, beyond this lower sky^ 
Up where eternal ages roll, 
Where solid pleasures never die, 
And fruits immortal feast the soul. 
S O for a sight, a blissful sight 

Of our almighty Father's throne ! 
There sits our Saviour crown'd with light, 
Cloth d in a body like our own. 

4 Adoring saints around him stand. 

And thrones and powers before him fall ; 
The God shines gracious through the man, 
And sheds sweet glories on them all, 

5 O what amazing joys they feel, 

While to their golden harps they sing, 
And sit on every heavenly hill, 

And spread the triumphs of their King! 

6 When shall the day, dear Lord, appear, 

That I shall mount, to dwell above, 
And stand, and bow, and worship there, 
And view thy face, and sing, and love ? 

HYMN 262. C. M, Dr. S. Stennett. 

The p!t/mistd Lund. 

ON Jordan's rugged banks I stands 
And cast a wishful eye, 
To Canaan's fair and h^^ppy land. 
Where my possessions lie. 



5i)t> HYMN 263. 

2 O the transporting, rapturous scene. 

That rises to my sight ! 
Sweet fields array 'd in living green, | 
And rivers of delight ! J 

3 There generous fruits that never fail, | 

On trees immortal grow ; 
There rocks and hyis, and brooks and vales, 
With milk and honey flow. 

4 O'er all those wide -extended plains 

Shines one eternal day : 
There God, the sun, for ever reigns, 
And scatters night away. 

5 No chilling winds, or poisonous breath 

Can reach that healthful shore ; 
Sickness and sorrow, pain and death 
Are felt and fear'd no more. 

6 When shall I reach that happy place, 

And be for ever blest ? 
When shall I see my Father s face, 
And in his bosom rest ? 

7 Fill d with delight, my raptur'd soul 

Can here no longer stay ; 
Though Jordan's waves around me roll^ 
Fearless I'd launch away. 

HYMN 263. CM. Rippon. 

Tht Everlasting Song 

EARTH has engross'd my love too long^ 
'Tis time I lift mine eyes 
Upward, dear Father, to thy throne. 
And to my native skies. 

2 There the blest Man, my Saviour, sits; 
The God, how bright he shines! 
And scatters infinite delights 
On all the happy minds. 



HYMN 263. 



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3 Seraphs, with elevated strains, 

Circle the throne around ; 
And move, and charm the starry plains 
With an immortal sound. 

4 Jesus, the Lord, their harps employs ; 

Jesus, thy love they sing ; 
Jesus, the life of all our joys, 
Sounds sweet from every string. 

5 [Hark, how beyond the narrow bounds 

Of time and space they run ; 
And echo in majestic sounds 
The Godhead of the Son ! 

6 And now they sink the lofty tune, 

And gentler notes they play ; 
And bring the Father's Equal down 
To dwell in humble ciay. 

7 O sacred beauties of the Man ! 

(The God resides within :) 
His flesh all pure without a stain ; 
His soul without a sin. 

8 But, when to Calvary they turn, 

Silent their harps abide ; 
Suspended songs, a moment, mourn 
The God that lov'd and died. 

9 Then, all at once, to living strains 

They summon every chord ; 
Tell how he triumphed o'er his pains, 
And chant the rising Lord J 

10 Now let me mount, and join their song, 

And be an angel too ; 
My heart, my hand, my ear, my tongue, 
Here's joyful work for you. 

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Ill would begin the music here. 
And so my soul should rise : 
O for some heavenly notes to bear 
My passions to the skies! 

12 There ye that love my Saviour sit ; 
There I would fam have place, 
Among your thrones, or at your feet^ 
So I might see his face. 



END OF THE HYiVINS. 



CONTENTS. 

Page. 

THE Being- and perfections of God 355—366 

The character, actions, sufferings, and glory of Christ 367 — 389 

Creation and providence 389—394 

The fall and temptation of man 395—399 

The scriptures 400 — 407 

invitations of the gospel 408 — 412 

Poctrines of the scriptures 413 — 426 

Influences of the Spirit of God 427— 429- 

The Christian's character and graces 430 — 450 

The Christian's blessings and sufferings, danger and safety 451 — 479 

Christian worship. Private worship 480 — 482 

Public worship 483 — 490 

Baptism 491—494 

The Lord's supper 495 — 505 

Times and seasons 505 — 526 

Time., death, the resurrection, the judgment aod eternity 527—558 



A TABLE 

TO riND ANY HYMN BY THE FIRST LINE, 

ADORE and tremble for our God, ^ ^61 

Ah wretched souls who strive in vain, 482 
Almighty Father, gracious Lord,, 

. Almighty Maker, God, 488 

And must this body die, 534 

And will the Judge descend, 548 

Another six days work is done, 48S 

Arise my soul, my joyful powers, 456 

As showers on meadows newly mown, 429 

Attend my soul, my heart rejoice, 549 

Attend while God's exalted Son, 4^9 

Attend ye children of your God, 494 

Awake, awake the sacred Song, 371 

Awake my heart, arise my tongue, 442 

Awake our drowsy souls, 484 

Awake our souls, away our fears, 441 

Away from every mortal care, 481 

Backward with humble sham.e we look. 395 

Behold how sinners disagree, 432 

Beheld the blind their sight receive, 383 

Behold the glories of the Lamb, 387 

Behold the grace appears, 370 

Behold the potter and the clay, 414 

Behold the sons, the heirs of God, 446 

Behold the woman's promis'd seed, 405 

Behold the wretch whose lust and wine, 433 

Behold what wondrous grace, 419 

Bless'd are the humble souls that sce^ 405 

Bless'd be the everlasting God, 551 

Bless'd be the tie that binds, 448 

Bless'd Morning whose first opening rays^ 483 

Broad is the road that l^^ads to death, ' 399 

Bright King of glory, dreadful God, JiSi 

Can creatures to^ perfection find, 35G 

Christ and his cross are all our theme, 418 

Come gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove, 428 

Come hither all ye weary souls, 409 

Come holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, 4*27 

Come let us join our cheerful songs, " 308 

Come weary souls with sins distress'd, 4 1 o 

Come we that love the Lord, 4f^{> 

Daughters of Zion, come behold, „ tiT9 



560 A TABLE OF FIRST LINES. 

Tagt. 

Dearest of all the names above, 378 

Dear Lord, and shall thy Spirit rest, 430 

Death cannot make our .souls afraid, 529 

Death may dissolve my body now, 552 

Death ! 'tis a melancholy day, 530 

Death with his dread commission seaPd. 523 

Deluded souls who think to find, 532 

Descend from heaven, immoilal Dove, 555 

Do wc not know that solemn word, ' 493 

Dread Sov^ereign, let my evening song, 508 

Earth has engrossM rny thoughts too long, 556 

E're the blue heavens were stretch'd abroad, 369 

Eternal source of every joy, 513 

Eternal Spirit we confess, 428 

Erernal wisdom thee we praise, 390 

Falhei-, how wide thy glory shines, 416 

Father of all, thy care we bless, 482 

Father of glory to thy naiiie, 366 

,. Father.of mercies in thy house, 478 

Father of mercies in thy word, 402 

Father of mercies send thy grace, 447 

Frequent the day of God returns, 485 

Gentiles by nature, we belong, 408 

Give me the wings of faith to rise, 463 

God in the gospel of his Son, 403 

God is a Spirit just and wise, 434 

God of the morning at whose voice, 505 

Go, preach my Gospel, saith the Lord, 412 

Grace 'tis a chatming sound, 426 

Great Father of nr^ankind, 475 

Great God, I own thy sentence just, 473 

Great God, oppress'd with grief and fear. 480 

Great God, the nations of the earth, 479 

Great God, to thee my evening song, 51 1 

Great God, we sing that mighty hand, 5J3 

Great King of glory and of Grace, 397 

Great Ruler of the earth and skies, 522 

Great was the day, the joy was great, 406 

Had 1 the tongue of Greeks and Jews, 422 

Happy the heart where graces reign, 438 

Hark from the tombs a doleful sound, 531 

Hark! the glad sound the Saviour comes, 371 

Hear what the voice from heaven proclaims. 553 

He comes, he comes, to judge the world, 550 

He lives, the great Redeemer lives^ 316 



A TABLE OF FIRST LINES. 561 

Page. 

Hence from my soul sacl thoughts begone, 469 

Hosanna with a cheerful sound, 509 

How are thy glories here displayed, 505 

How are thy servants bless'd, O Lord^ S93 

How beauteous are their feet, 466 

How charming is the place, 486 
How heavy is the night, 

How honourable is the place, 463 

How large the promise, how divine, 408 

How long shall death the tyrant reign_, 544 

How should the sons of Adem's race, 36S 

How soft the words my Saviour speaks, 517 

How sweet and awful is the place, 503 

How vain are all things here below, 455 

I hate the tempter and his charms, 454 

In sweet exalted strains, 490 

Is this the kind return, 432 

Jesus invites his saints, 498 

Jesus is gone above the skies, 500 

Jesus my Lord, how rich thy grace, 476 

Jesus my Saviour and my God, 426 

Join all the glorious names, 373 

Keep silence all created things, 357 

Laden with guilt and full of fears, ^ 400 

Let avarice borne from shore to shore^ 401 

Let me but hear my Saviour say, 462 

Let others boast how strong they be^ 359 

Let party names no more, 449 

Let Pharisees of high esteem, 443 

Let the wild Leopards of the wood, 398 

Let the whole race of creatures lie, 413 

Let us adore th' eternal Word, 500 

Life is the time to serve the Lord, 514 

Long have I sat beneath the sound, 444 

Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye, 489 

Lord at thy table I behold, 497 

Lord at thy temple we appear, 527 

Lord how secure and blest are they, 467 

Lord how secure my conscience was, 431 

Lord I am pain'd, but I resign, 526 

Lord 'tis an infinite delight, 538 

Loi-d we confess ournuraerous faults, 415 

Lord what a wretched land is this, 451 

Lord when ourraplur'd thought surveys, 392 
Lo what a glorious sight appears, ^ 464 



562 A TABLE OF FIRST LINES. 



Pag£. 

Man has a soul of vast desires, 438 

Methinks the last great day is come, 548 

Mistaken souls that dream of heavenj 435 

Mortals awake, with angels join, 36f 

Must all the charms of nature then, 518 

My dear Redeemer and my Lord, 377 

My God, how endless is thy love, 508 

My God, my portion, and my love, 362 

My God, the spring of all my joys, 458 

My Saviour God, my sovereign prince, 493 

My soul come meditate the day, 531 

My soul forsakes her vain delights, 437 

My thoughts on awful subjects roll, 528 

My thoughts that often mount the skies, 533 

Naked as from the earth we came, 439 

Nature with apen volume stands, 502 

No I'll repine at death no more, 547 

Nor eye hath seen, nor ear hath heard, 554 

Not all the nobles of the earth, 420 

l^^ot all the outward forms on earth, 418 

Not from the dust affliction grows, 440 

Not to the terrors of the Lord, 472 

Now by the bowels of my God, 449 

Now far above the starry skies, 501 

Now have our hearts embrac'd our God, »04 

Now in the heat of youthful blood, 515 

Now let a spacious world arise, 389 

Now let our drooping hearts revive, 543 

Now let our voices join, 471 

Now let the Lord ray Saviour smile, 456 

Now to the Lord a noble song, 380 

Now to the power of God Supreme, 415 

Oft have I turn'd mine eyes within, 450 

Oh, for a closer walk with God, 421 

Once more my soul the rising day, 507 

On Jordan's rugged banks 1 stand, 555 

Oh, that I knew the secret place, 424 

Oh, the delights the heavenly joys, 388 

Oh, what stupendous mercy shines, 447 

Our sins, alas, how strong they be, 474 

Peace, 'tis the Lord Jehovah's hand, 541 

Raise your triumphant songs, 41 1 

Rpjoice, the Lord is King, 385 

Return, my roving heart, return, 480 

Rise, rise my soul, and leave the ground, 358 



j A TABLE OF FIRST LINES. 563 

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i Solvation ! O the joyful sound, 468 

I See how the mounting sun, 510 

i See where the great incarnate God, 545 

I Shall Atheists dare insult the cross, 404 

Shall the vile race of flesh and blood, 358 

jj Shall wisdom cry aloud, 376 

I Sing to the Lord ye heavenly hosts, 546 

i Sin has a thousand treacherous arts, 399 
j Sin like a venomous disease, 

\ Sinner's the voice of G©d regard, 410 

So let our lips and lives express, 444 

So new born babes desire the breast, 436 

Sovereign of life, I own thy hand, 526 

I Stern winter throws his icy chains, 512 

! Stoop down my thoughts that use to rise, 529 

I Strait is the way, the door is straight, 423 

\ Sweet was the time when first I feltj 450 

The deluge at the Aln^ighty's call, 425 

Thee we adore, eternal Name, 519 

The God of love will sure indulge 542 

The Lord descending from above, 400 

The Lord Jehovah reigns, 355 

The Lt^.rd on high proclaims, 417 

The mighty frame f f glorious grace, 383 

The promise of my F)iiher's love, 499 

There is a land of pure delignt, 534 

There was an hour when Christ rejoic'd 439 

i The righteous Lord, supremely great, 476 

(. The Saviour caijs, let. every ear, 409 

?v These glorious minds, how bright they shinej 5§3 

The voice of my beloved sounds, 379 

The wondering nations have beheld, 474 

This is the word of truth and love, 405 

Thou only centre of my rest, 524 

Thou only Sovereign of my heart, 477 

Thrice happy souls who, born of heaven, 445 

Thus did the sons of Abra'm pass, 492 

Thus far the Lord has led me on, 506 

Thus saith the high and lofty One, 365 

Thus saith the mercy of the Lord, 492 

Thy life I read, my dearest Lord, 539 

Time, what an empty vapour 'tisj 516 

'Tis by the faith of joy§ to come., 443 

To God the only wise, 384 



564 A TABLE OF FIRST LINES. 

Page. 

To Jesus our exalted Lord, 49? 

To praise the ever bounteous Lord, 51 1 

To thee who reign'st supreme above, 523 

'Twa* by an order from the Lord, 407 

'Twas on that dark, that doleful night, 495 

'Twas the commission of our Lord, 491 

Unite my roving thoughts, unite, 460 

Up to the Lord who reigns on high, 361 

Wait, O my soul, thy Maker's will, 360 

We bless the prophet of the Lord, 375 
Welome sweet day of rest, • 486 

What f-qual honour shall we bring, 382 

What scenes of horror and of dread, 535 

What shall the dying sinner do, 403 

What str^! perplexities arise, 481 

When blooming youth is snatch'd away, 540 

When death aijj-ears before my sight, 537 

When I can read my title clear, ^ 472 

When in the light of faith divine, 457 

When J^^sus dwelt in mortal clay, ^ 477 

W'lf-n ti fir<^t parents of our rrice, 372 

Where are the mourners, saith the Lord, 423 

While o'er our guilty land, O Lord, 521 

While shepherds watch'd their flocks by night, 363 

While sinners who presume to bear, 489 

Who shall the Lord's elect con- 'emn^ 461 

Why is my heart so far from thee, 453 

Why should a living man complain, 459 

Wtiv should our mourning thoughts delight, 544 

Why should the children of a King, 429 

With humble heart and tongue, 520 

With tears of anguish 1 lament, 396 

Ye hearts with youthful vigour warm, 518 

Ye humble souls approach your God; 365 

Ye hnmble souls complain no more, 469 

Ye mourning saints, whose streaming tears, 541 

Ye sons of Adam vain and young, 5)5 

Ye sons of v^en vAth joy record, 391 

Yes, the Redeemer -o^^e, 384 

Ye trembling souls, dismiss your fears, 460 

Ye virgin soul: arise, 536 

Ye wretched^ hungry, starving poor, 496 



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